Daily minutes

[avrelia]

The missing point of a previous post was my own folly of not commenting, yet expecting comments. Thank you, guys! I've got a well-needed ego-boost, a date, and a slight feeling of embarrassment.

So I decided to entertain you with minutes of life in the last two weeks.

We have a pigeons' nest on our balcony. At least pigeons think it is a nest, because they have two eggs there. I think that it is a small pile of twigs. But we cannot really throw them away now.

Yesterday I was running around Toronto. Not around ALL of Toronto, but still big stretches. The fact that it was +32 degree C added a certain flavour to my walk ( a rather ssweaty flavour). In the evening we had a barbecue party though. In a park. It was very nice, and not really hot, and the river was gurgling merrily from afar... But you see, I have a problem with barbecue parties. May be I am doing something wrong? See: we come to a park, find a nice place, make barbecue, have fun making it, eat it, drink whatever, pick up our stuff and go home. Are we missing something? it seems so many troubles just to eat in the fresh air... may be there should be vigorous sports games, or lazy laying on the grass, gazing into the sky... But before we are too hungry to do anything but eat, and after we are too full to do anything at all.

We have the most amount of table per 1 square meter. Six tables in a small one-bedroom apartment. Stranger things have happened.

After my failed interview I realized that there are a number of things I have to do before I get a job. Like finally change my driving license from BC to Ontario. So, I went to Downsview Park. And of course, I went the wrong way, but decided to walk to the place I needed through park. The road that exists on a map was really hard to find. But I didn't want to go back, and, finally I discovered a narrrow gravel path and followed it. I found myself in a parallel time and place - this was so unlike everything I've seen in Toronto. A huge medow, so the only visible sighs of civilization were aviation angars, fragrant uncut grass, large colourful butterflies, weird-looking birds singinging and flying around...

I've changed my driver's license that day, don't worry.

And, finally: a raspberry-mango cheescake is a right kind of a cheesecake.

Comments

[molly_may]

And of course, I went the wrong way, but decided to walk to the place I needed through park. The road that exists on a map was really hard to find.

Hee! This sounds like me. I have a hard time with maps and directions, and I usually get lost if I'm trying to go somewhere new.

fragrant uncut grass, large colourful butterflies, weird-looking birds singinging and flying around...

This sounds beautiful, like an oasis in the middle of civilization.

raspberry-mango cheescake is a right kind of a cheesecake

Yummy!

[avrelia.livejournal.com]

I am not so much get lost, as always begin to go in a wrong direction. Then I figure out that it is the wrong one and go the other side. Still, I waste time on this rambling. And the road in question - when you see a line on a city map called "road", you expect it to be something street-like, not a gravel path, as the one in case.

This sounds beautiful, like an oasis in the middle of civilization.

It was beautiful, and very unexpected. I am glad that I went the wrong direction.