Summer went out with a bang this year. We did not have heat waves this summer–it was just two and a half solid months of glorious sunshine and heat. Some liked it, some did not. I mostly liked it, except for a couple of extreme days. But with last night’s unholy black clouds, thunder, lightning, lashing rain and howling wind, summer was blown away and fall has taken its place.
I was up on Fort Henry hill, attending a sadly, washed out Celtic Kitchen Party. They had to cancel the rest of the event at 7:30, with the approach of angry black, flashing, rumbling clouds. The sight was absolutely magnificent. And guess who remembered the camera but forgot to put the card in…again. We’d just gotten into the car when apocalypse hit, but it was over by the time we got downtown–five minutes. My neighbourhood’s power was out for about 4 1/2 hours. I feel very badly for the organizers of the event. Weather made it a disaster–just really rotten luck.
I did see these guys though. No relation. They are from Lakefield, north of Peterborough. There is/was a family group named Leahy. This is one branch of them, who have eight kids–two not old enough to perform yet. This video is from last year. There is another little girl, not on this, but there last night. She is six years old, and whenever music was going on on stage, she was outside the stage, practicing her dancing.
Another unsettled evening, a few nights ago–looking from Front Road towards Collin’s Bay Penitentiary, with its Disney roof.
Evening in Glenburnie.
The Glenburnie Grocery has had a major makeover inside in the last few months. It looks great.
Meanwhile, they’re baaaaaack! Queen’s students have come flooding back. Here are some newbies taking part in Frosh activities. In the top one, they are in City Park doing “mud games”. I have no idea what they are doing in the bottom one. Seeing young people walking around covered in mud, or in blue, red and gold paint is perfectly normal these days. So many of them passed between City Park and the residences at the other end of Stuart Street, that the sidewalk was covered in muddy marks. I’m sure the rain last night took care of that though.
That reminds me…as I drove home last night, in the darkened neighbourhood, as the sheets of rain waned, I passed a fellow wearing nothing but either a swimsuit or underpants, standing in the road along Bagot Street. Not a wise spot to be standing. Maybe he has no shower at home?
Morning glories next door.
Sunflowers on Raglan Road.
I put on my first sweater of the season this morning. I think we will need them from now on. The afternoon is still lovely and warm though.