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May 18 started out cloudy, a bit grey and otherwise just right—not too cool and not too hot.
Because it was a Wednesday, I was out of my parkade and straight into the back alleys to load up on returnable beverage containers before the weekly collection trucks had emptied out all the recycling bins. 1,280 more words
Compared to crocuses and daffodils and common green bottle flies, wasps seem to be among spring’s conspicuous late bloomers. But this makes perfect sense when you think about it—why should wasps lift so much as an antennae before breakfast is on the table. 454 more words
Friday, January 15, I awoke bright and early but only insofar as the clock said 7 a.m. and my parkade was well lit.
Otherwise, I dressed, packed up my homeless person kit and stumbled, dull with sleep, into a dark and exceptionally cold Vancouver winter morning. 702 more words
Is a light bulb as light as a feather? What about a light bulb of garlic? How many meteorologists does it take to change a light shower? 57 more words
On the afternoon of October 29 the southern sky visible from the west side of the Cambie Village area brought to mind thoughts of calamity and war, which was perhaps fitting given where I was standing. 386 more words