Our home and native land …. Or autumn fantasy
After a chat with a hearing aid dealer in Verdun, one of my favorite “ down home” Montreal neighborhoods, I decided to walk home. Her verdict , “you can hear but you can’t understand” was rather discouraging and , putting it down perhaps to a translation issue, I decided to walk and brood my way home. It is rather a long way – 7 to 8 km but it was warm and I was treated to some beauty.
But since they are favorites of my daughter in B.C. I could not resist.
that separates Verdun from LaSalle there were Canada geese having a cool down. I wonder when the will fly off. It’s so warm (23 degrees yesterday) that they must be a bit confused like most of us.
Google maps led me straight through Angrignon Park where some trees are into fall and some aren’t.
I suppose it was a pretty long walk so I was tired and went to bed early. The result being that I woke up even before the morning started rose.
I made an ernest effort to go back to bed later with the usual result of extremely vivid dreams. This time I didn’t mind because they were about corgis! I shall have to look that up in the dream book!
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