Dianna has been eavesdropping:
Overheard yesterday on the bus. A millennial quite serious and slightly horrified: “Oh, no! I couldn’t go to an English-speaking veterinarian. My cat only speaks French.”
When we got off the bus in the pouring snow we were greeted by a total stranger with a cheery Merry Christmas!
And cycling the seawall:
Department of Good News/Bad News. A few weeks ago as I biked alongside the bank of daffodils on English Bay, I told them that they were too optimistic. It was too early to bloom. They didn’t listen, and so this… which makes the geese happy.
