We are into our twelfth day of a garbage strike. We are being asked to dump our garbage in our city parks at designated sites. If you have a small apartment or a baby, you have to dump your garbage. The strikers sit under the shady tree. They want the city to smell bad so the strike will end. The City is putting poison out for rats and raccoons, and spraying the garbage with things to keep down the bugs and smell. It is just a bad situation all round. smelly city.
beach. sun. hot.
next time, we go swimming.
nige? did you ever think earrings?
making a movie. no snow this time.
29th Jun 2009, 11:48
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it's one of those things that you cannot photograph. mist on your face. the constant deep sound of the falls.
and a rainbow.
We went up the CN tower. It was red and windy. We all walked on the glass floor.
it was not beth's favourite floor.
26th Jun 2009, 15:17
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