Dear Friends,
Four days have elapsed since my, Cobourg - Day One, entry. My time in Toronto was spent running around tying loose ends, and eating out. This morning, my craving for a healthy homemade meal pushed me towards metro, the mega supermarket in the mall. It didn't take me long to find Italian olive oil, Balsamic vinegar, a chunk of French Brie for a reasonable price, mangos, avocados and even curly purple kale! Although I definitely could've used another 40 minutes of brisk walk, I decided to contribute to the local economy, and return home in taxi, taking full advantage of senior-friendly rates. Come Saturday, I'll try my luck at the farmers' market, only a few metres away from my doorstep.
At noon, although I had a vague idea in which box the salad bowls might be, I walked to the cute kitchen store up the street, and bought my kale a round glass bowl, and my morning coffee a glass mug. Recently, I've become obsessed with transparency. The other day, I transferred all my toiletry to clear plastic cosmetic bags, and now, I'm thinking of replacing my faux-wood closet doors with sliding glass ones. I'm sure somewhere, in some expert's professional opinion, there is a perfectly good explanation for my new maladie.
The afternoon was dedicated to reconnecting with Frances, the acting director of Art Gallery of Northumberland, where I'll be volunteering twice a week.
A leisurely evening walk on the beach wrapped up the very busy day.
Although the remaining boxes are whispering, open us, open us, I decide to ignore them and put up my feet, literally!
Smile, I say to myself, you are in Cobourg!
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