It was very English today. Steely grey clouds, brisk cool winds - unsure whether they blow from winter or toward spring, and a bleak colour palette reserved for only the loneliest of English moors.
This atmosphere made me nostalgic for the place I once called home though it’s not been my home for over 35 years. Yet somehow, though family, friends and loved ones are all here, I still hear a somewhat melancholy whisper beckoning me home. Maybe it’s because I’ve got rain water running through my veins…
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If a day with steely grey clouds and brisk cool winds in Canada reminds you of England, what kind of day will remind you of Canada while in England?
Actually, they've been experiencing somewhat of a "heat wave" (high teens, even up to 22!). So perhaps a sunny stroll through neighbourhoods oozing with charm and character with my sweet kitty will remind me of Canada!
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