Scenes from a Canadian Long Weekend

Scenes from a Canadian Long Weekend

This evening on my way home from visiting the community garden plot, I passed a house on the corner near our place.  On the front lawn sat about 12 teenagers wearing hoodie sweatshirts and concert t-shirts, sitting on cheap lawn chairs, perched among several coolers.

They had propped up against the stop sign post on their corner a crude sign made from a piece of plywood, likely pilfered from the new home construction site across the street.  In red spray paint they had scrawled,


The Type-A side of me tisked that they really shouldn’t be doing that.  Then another little part of my brain remembered being 17 years old, drinking long island ice tea mix with Coke out of a big plastic cup with a corrugated straw.  Rules didn’t matter.  There was fun to be had.

I honked.

12 thoughts on “Scenes from a Canadian Long Weekend

  1. I have a very strong aversion to the way horns sound, they make me nuts, but I would have honked mine for that. And then driven by later to see the damage I’d helped do.

    Maria’s last blog post..R.I.P. Tim McLean

  2. Not only would I have honked, but I’m totally going to make my OWN sign, and sit on the corner with it some weekend night. High entertainment.

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