Quick Takes

I always see the funny side of this thing about washrooms.

It is like we cannot go to the washroom in Ontario from Thanksgiving (mid October) to Victoria Day (late May). I suspect this is true for most of Canada but maybe not for balmy British Columbia.

I can tell you that is an awful long time to hold it. But heck! we're Canadian. Eh?

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Meanwhile, I would like to tell you that vaccine bookings are now available for 12 year-olds and over in Ontario. Our 2 grands have appointments on June 19.

Speaking of which, our daily rate fell to almost 1000 new cases yesterday. Down from over 4000 at the peak of the third wave, this is significant. However, it might be partly due to less testing and/or reporting on a holiday weekend. I am encouraged, but we shall see.

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Since school became online again a month or so ago, and the kids are on their own, especially on Mondays and Tuesday, I have been taking over goodies on Tuesdays. 

I started on Tuesday because that's when I did grocery pickup, and I was out anyway. I kept it up on Tuesday once I started shopping again..

Yesterday, I didn't shop but took over treats anyway.

I decided to go to Tim Hortons, and for the first time asked the kids what they wanted rather than just surprising them. To understand our FB messages, below, you need to know that timbits are what they call donut holes at TH. I guess you also need to know that Shauna works in Perth, a half hour away. (I am in blue.)

Unfortunately, I didn't really get to see the kids. When they got to the door, the sky let loose, and my sunroof was open, so I scurried back to the car. It stopped as quickly as it began, and the streets were dry almost all of the way home, so it was an extremely brief and localized downpour.

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On the long weekend just past, I got a snap of two kayakers paddling under the overpass. My camera was set up wrong, so I almost missed the shot entirely. As hurried as I was, it turned out fairly well. It happens sometimes. The kayakers were probably placed better here in the light than when I first tried to photograph them closer to the overpass. Maybe it is better to be lucky than good.