Tue Oct 16th, 2018
|09:59 pm - Alas|
Chiz curses of this week was the internal shenanigans that prevented me from having dim sum with Petronia yesterday, last chance before baby and all. And as that was probably the highlight of my social season this fall, I am dejected. However, now that the bug seems to be fading (touch wood), so too are the wanhope and aches that accompanied it, for which I am properly grateful. There's always next year's convention, and baby will still be at the portable stage, so one may hope.
Toronto is at the blue and yellow stage of autumn and the weather is cold enough that the trees can be seen to advantage, which is something else to be happy about.
|Date:||October 17th, 2018 04:23 am (UTC)|| |
I'm glad you are enjoying your autumn. Ours has been great, too. Sorry you couldn't see her. Still, baby! Yay!
Yeah, yay baby! Yay also I trust Canada's maternity leave laws.
Quite cool here as well - though after last week in Florence, probably anywhere would feel cool.
Going from a mellow quattrocento to the cold grey light of the north, how sad.
Just think of the wistful poetry we'd be producing about it if we were Heian ladies.
But if we were Heian ladies, we'd only have seen Florence through the reed screens of our carriage. Will pass on the wistful poetry if it means getting to see the paintings unimpeded.
(Though now I'm unreasonably fascinated by the idea of Renaissance artists being exposed to Heian kimono and painting pictures of the layered robes, after seeing so many paintings of angelic wings and divine robes.)