As of two weeks ago, I’m back in Vancouver. I missed Vancouver - specifically Vancouver in September, when all the leafs are shady and green, and the weather’s warm and I can wear sandals. It defies all pre-conceptions.
In the evenings, the sun casts its light down the streets, west to east. Whoever planned the city obviously never experienced a sunny day here. The sun’s directly at eye level. Nevertheless, it’s that kind of warm summer liquid light, dynamic and flowing. People carry their groceries; sit around and talk. My fan’s going although it’s cooling down.
Very soon, lazy September will be over. Until then, I’m drinking tea and watching The Office.
