Blog No. 244
I don’t know if you remember where you were or what you were doing last Saturday. If you were anywhere near Windsor, you were probably getting baked by the angry vengeful sun. Hopefully you managed to do something fun that didn’t require you to deal with the stupidly hot weather, or you were taking part in my favourite summer pastime, hiding in a basement with old VHS tapes. Sadly, I wasn’t watching fuzzy old movies. I was standing out front of Biblioasis for the Walkerville Art Walk, reading to (almost) no one.
Not that I blame people for not being there. Like I mentioned. It was rather hot. Plus, it kept threatening to rain. It did spit a bit for a while, but (while that may have been a welcome respite) it didn’t really rain. Usually the threat is enough to keep people away. Continue reading “The Hot Sun was Hot.”