I love the silence of Sunday mornings on long weekends. The world around my neighbourhood is so still. It`s beautiful. All I hear are the sounds of birds. All I smell is bacon waffling through the windows of my neighbours. It`s probably one of the only times when the world wakes up slowly.
Tomorrow is Victoria Day. The day Canada recognizes it`s relationship with the Queen and England. It`s also unofficially the beginning of the summer season. For the first time in 21 years (21!!) I am not away at camp with a group of teenagers. It feels a little strange. Instead I am spending the weekend at home. In my town I am surrounded by the Cloverdale Rodeo. One of the last places I would find myself at. It`s interesting to see all the tourists in town.
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