Today was one of those days. If it were something other than a day, it would have been a dentist drill. But I am not at liberty to talk about the more irritating parts of this day in any kind of detail, so I will talk instead about some good things.
Instead of talking about the perilously unplowed sidewalks during the first couple of miles of my walk to work, and the monumental effort of scaling sections of Parkdale Avenue on my hands and knees, I will talk about what a pleasure it was to finally reach Wellington Street, which was so beautifully plowed and an absolute pleasure to walk on. And Somerset Street too! Thank you, little sidewalk plow and little sidewalk plow driver.
And I will talk about all the cardinals I saw on my way to work, brightening my morning with their brilliant red feathers and distinctive songs. Thank you to all the kind people who put out bird feeders and keep them filled during the most difficult times of the year. The days that are hardest for you to fill the feeders are also the days it’s hardest for birds to find their own food. It’s awfully good of you to wade through waist-deep snow to get to the bird feeder.
I will talk about how it looks like pretty soon parking will be free for you car-drivers, if only you can find a parking spot that isn’t full of winter. I will talk about how much I want to beat 1970 in the Snowiest Winter contest, but I know it doesn’t make any sense. Thank you snow, for your earnest accumulations.
And finally I will talk about my very first piece of original art in my brand new original art collection: Starry Starry Oil Slick. Don’t you just love when you hang a new piece of art and then for awhile every time you see it you are pleasantly startled by it? Thank you Robin Kelsey, for taking this photograph and for finally making it – and many of your other pieces – available to us art-lovers.