Well, yeah, it was my seventy-first birthday, a day on which I might well reflect. But I'm actually referring to my obsession with the reflective surfaces of our downtown buildings. I got out for a short walk late this afternoon and caught the waning rays of the sun, perfect, as it turns out, for window reflections.
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| Dominion Building reflected in Talbot Centre |
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| Dominion Building and One London Place reflected in old federal building |
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| Reflections in rear windows of Harrison Pensa building |
I also checked out the flooding at Harris Park. It has subsided a bit from two days ago when I was down there, and the river isn't quite so turbulent, but it's still high.
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| Harris Park from Queen's Ave bridge |
Earlier in the day, I had a lovely birthday video chat with my darling daughter and her man. Louis, who has recently refused to nap, slept soundly in her arms through almost the entire call - the first time he's napped in weeks. It was a little galling for Caitlin who had trouble napping herself when in the throes of Covid because Lou was always wide awake, wanting to play.
Bob is better but is taking a little longer to throw off the virus. Caitlin seems fine now. Her senses of taste and smell are almost back to normal. Ah, to be young!
Earlier still, I received a lovely homemade birthday card from my darling wife. Here it is.
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