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Writing under a Montreal sky
Category: Covid 19
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“Do we have to go?” “Yes, your Grandmother is expecting us. It’s Christmas Day, for heaven’s sake.” Carol was scrabbling in the glove bag to find a matching pair. “So boring! I want to be with my friends.” “You can be with your friends when Covid slows down. You’re staying in our bubble. And Granny’s…
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It’s summer with all the luxurious roses and the brilliant buttercups that enchant a young photographer. Today’s image was made by my granddaughter who has suddenly developed an interest in photography. It is tremendously hot in Montreal and the good weather has been holding for days. I thoughtlessly planted a lovely rosebush on my mother’s…
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Magic bus driver in the Covid screening bus, you don’t take my ticket through the low slot of the plastic barrier that cuts the wattage of your brilliant smile. You take my medicare card, sanitized, in order. In return, you, the driver, give me a ticket. The three magic questions,” Do you have symptoms?,…