Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Better late . . .

Little late posting this one. On the Saturday before last I had a bit of an adventure.
I left the house at 7 to go to Toronto. I arrived at 10 and went to the Jazz cafĂ© to check my email and facebook while having a double espresso. Then off to The Revue Cinema for a private viewing of Shaista Justin’s first film Swan Awake—which was the reason for the trip up.
Shaista (author of Winter, the Unwelcome Visitor) doesn’t want anyone writing about the film yet, so I won’t. I’ll instead just pass on my congratulations to her for completing the film and getting it on the screen. I’ve been a part of many projects that never made it that far, as a writer and an actor, and probably in a few other roles, too. So, Shaista, congratulations and good job.
Since the drive to Toronto is a rather long one I made a day of it. Before and after the film I did some visiting, outside the theatre and at the bar, with friends of Shaista, actors in the film, and an artist who had a painting in the film as well.
After the bar I went down to Lee Valley to get some spiral tomatoes spikes for my mom. If they work, they should increase yield and make the plants easiler to care for and harvest. I grabbed a couple other things as well, of course. If you’ve ever been to a Lee Valley store, or seen their catalogue, they have many nifty items that are handy and hard to find anywhere else.
After that I went to the St. Lawrence Market to grab some food to bring back home with me, like a hunter bringing the days spoils. Outside of the market they were having Woof Stock: a huge street fair for dogs. There were all kinds of dogs, from a big purple poodle to a small white chiwawa in a pink dress. There was also a border collie that gave me a hug (probably smelling Oreo) and a Golden Retrieve that I bumped into but who graciously accented my apologize.
There was a huge husky with the eyes so blue they were grey, and may little dogs I almost stepped on, which got me to wonder, Can you really still call them dogs? Anyway, it was pouches galore, all shape and sizes.
By the time I got through Woof Stock the market was closing. I think I ended up with more stuff for Oreo to eat than for myself. Thought I did get some Peameal bacon, sausages, homemade garlic hummus and Portuguese sauce . . . you know, the staples.
When I got home my sister-in-law, Charlette and my niece, Alison, were at the house so I had a brief visit and watched Harry Potter (the first one) with Ally.
It all might not sound very exciting, but really, it kind of was. Gardens, dogs, films, food, visiting, music on the way up and back, and Harry Potter with my niece—what’s not to like?

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