Well, it’s official, we’ve had the coldest May on record here in Southern Ontario. How cold has it been, not quite so cold as to send Wiarton Willie back to bed but cold and wet enough to make a self-respecting songbird think of migrating back to a warmer clime. The temperature has barely reached double digits and it’s rained every weekend in May.
In the world at large the Junta in Burma have finally bowed to public opinion and the United Nations and agreed to let in aid workers to ease the suffering of their traumatized nation. In China a one hundred and two year-old woman was dug alive from the rubble of the earth quake there. On Martha’s Vineyard it was announced that Edward Kennedy has a form of brain cancer which is almost always fatal. In South Africa xenophobia has reared its ugly head as Poor Township’s people near Johannesburg riot to protest their perceived accusations that equally desperate immigrants from neighbouring nations are stealing their jobs. The spectre of blacks killing blacks over menial jobs is deplorable to behold.
As pleasant and lazy as it is to enjoy a long weekend as we did last week some sun would not have gone amiss. Oh sol did put in an appearance in the late afternoon on at least two occasions but that hardly made up for the rest of those cold miserable days. Unfortunately long weekends are followed by four days catching up on five days’ worth of mail. Finally on Friday the sun came out and during the day the temperature rose dramatically. Mind you the die-hards in our gang seem to insist on wearing shorts even when the rest of the world feels the weather isn’t quite right for it.
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