August in New York City, in a old Victorian home with no air conditioning, ten thousand steps, and two young children.
I’m melting.
My parents look at Jordan and me languishing on the livingroom couch, and at Tillie & Eva, sweaty and heat-rashed, and declare that we are all hopelessly Canadian.
It’s true. Not so much the Canadian [...]
Posts from ‘August, 2009’
Hot in the city
Out of the fog, into the fog
It’s a beautiful day in Upper Kingsburg. Hot & clear skies: no small feat for Nova Scotia. Eva and Tillie water-winged it around the pond while I swam out past the rocks & sand & scary seaweed (as a child I saw a Little House on the Prairie episode in which a girl drowns after [...]