So I went to bed before Rachel last night, who was up later reading a great book on communes. As such, I obviously fell asleep by myself… Not good! I spent most of the night having horrible nightmares… Now I could continue this dark trend and tell you all about the new violations by the military and the police, but I have a different story.
My next door neighbor (on the other side of the empty lot) is this crazy old Portugese guy with a lot of empty land that last year was overgrown and full of garbage. He spent last fall and winter cleaning it, and building old world twig fencing around it — I just assumed he was crazy. Then this spring, I saw him laying irrigation and drainage tiles, and beginning to plant. So now, in the middle of downtown Toronto, is a thriving farm! It always makes me feel better to walk past it:
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