"In the eastern sky, amid the fires of sunrise, an old moon was hanging--as slender and lovely as a new moon. Valancy had never seen an old, old moon before. She watched it pale and fade until it paled and faded out of sight in the living rose of day. A little pool in the barrens shone in the sunrise like a great golden lily"--The Blue Castle
Dreamed of the hobbits from Lord of the Rings coming home and bathing; a younger hobbit (not in the books or movies) in a cadet uniform.
Dropped NDP campaign literature at the fancy Georgian houses just south of Casa Loma.
We ate out at the Mandarin restaurant.
Saw Piccadilly, a British silent with Anna May Wong as a dancer who falls in love with a white nightclub owner. The subject of interracial romance was daring for the time.
Bought a cheap straw Panama hat on Ebay. I also bid on several Classics Illustrated comics.
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