Good evening darlings!
This is a random picture that I took of some art work in Mile End. "Oh the land of Oz is a very funny place where everyone wears a funny, funny face..."
I am sitting here working in my living room with a cool breeze coming in through the open windows and I've realized something. I swear that I can hear sounds from the Jazz Fest down the hill coming in with that breeze. They are intermittent sounds: the occasional flourish of drums and perhaps guitar and cheering. I think the wind needs to blow from the right direction. I feel like the artist in his ivory tower thirsting for a journey to the sacred font. I can also usually see the Saturday fireworks from my bedroom window. Montreal is truly a magical place, especially in the summer.
On a side note, I was reading in the Mirror this week that the Plateau now has its own Sunday Farmer's Market. The first one was last Sunday, June 28th and they are supposed to continue every Sunday until the end of summer. The market is located at 4265 Laval, corner of Marie-Anne in the schoolyard of l'Ecole St-Jean-Baptiste from 10am-4pm. Perhaps I will see you there this weekend...
Sleep well m'dears!
xx
Happy Canada Day!
"And the streets are paved with gold and no one ever grows old, in that funny place called the land of Oz!"
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