It is pissing rain Vancouver. PISSING. I can feel my autumn instincts trying to kick in. Suddenly, I crave hot chocolate paired with a good book, or to bake dinner rolls or corn bread or at least a bunch of cookies, with spaghetti or maybe chili for dinner… then knitting a blanket or sweater in front of the TV afterwards.

Except the TV currently sucks and I’ve barely managed to harvest anything out of the garden! WTF?

I guess we are just skipping spring and summer this year, hey Vancouver?