fine and dandy

This has been a damn fine summer. Not too hectic, not too slow, not too hot, certainly not dry (which I don’t mind one bit - me and my garden like the rain).

I think one of the only bad things to have happened is the raccoons who eat my plants and poo on my deck. Annoying and unsanitary, but they’re pretty cute - especially when they shimmy down the drainpipes of the house next door.

By the way, you might have heard of the saga of Igor the bicycle stealer. He’s made his way to the front (web) page of the New York Times. He was a fixture in the old neighborhood but I - like pretty much every one else who’s ever visited Trinity Bellwoods - ain’t surprised.

His arrest makes me more excited to get a bike someday soon - hopefully by next summer. Now it might not get stolen!

Now, I’ve got to go - I’ve got to get ready to celebrate Liam’s birthday up at my cottage.

As per his request I’m cooking up a big pot of simmer-it-all-day, old-fashioned, Italian gravy (tomato sauce, for those without a Soprano’s Family Cookbook).

I can’t wait for him to open his present, go for a swim and play a game or two of Catan (he’s buying it with his birthday bonus).

Yep. Life ain’t too bad these days.