Last week, I was having lunch with some blogging friends and was telling them about the country school I was teaching in when I was 17. "Ah," they said to each other, "just like Aunt Shirley." I was surprised because my Aunt Shirley was a country school teacher too and I didn't know how they knew that. I only realized as I started to write this that they were saying Anne Shirley. I just kept babbling though, as I have been able to break through my early shyness and can keep up with any Shirley when it comes to stream-of-consciousness stuff.
These photos were taken after lunch, during some Masterlevel shopping in the Byward Market (AC was the photographer; Cuppa the co-conspirator):
|Lorna and Cuppa shelter under Lorna's parasol|
|cuppa and lorna haggle over beads- we were in over our heads|
|Cuppa twirls her own parasol|
|All in all, we had a most glorious afternoon, and I was inspired to read Anne of Green Gables again, even though I only just now got the connection. The mind is a mysterious thing.|