It’s September 1. Good grief. Where did the summer go? Two weeks ago, the humidex reading was hotter in Toronto than Dubai. Now, sitting out on the deck for meals has become hit-or-miss. In the mornings, there is so much dew that wiping off the furniture feels like taking a bath, there’s so much water. In the evenings, we’re swarmed by yellow jackets. Thank goodness for the bug zapper. Even piles of fuzzy bodies don’t deter them, though. But no rain, so the lawn looks like cheap beige carpet. It won’t matter in another month, because it will be cool enough to re-seed before…winter. Time to start planning indoor activities. When I was in Calgary attending the When Words Collide conference (it was fantastic,…

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