Victoria Day Weekend -- what's that I hear?

On the pansy trail

Acrylic ink and black marker

on MoMA paper

5 x 7 inches

Barbara Muir © 2019

It's the May long weekend, the happy start to summer.
Steven and I usually take the dog, and whoever else
wants to go, down to the beach by the water reservoir way
out east. We bring chairs, and sit and watch the fireworks
at Ashbridges Bay.  And they are fabulous.  But this
year -- guess what?  They are cancelled.  No public
fireworks.

What do pansies have to do with all that? They are the
one flower we could get to grow outside -- and last weekend
it snowed, and we had to bring them in -- so they are
symbolic of determination.

Back to my story -- tonight I walked our dog, Sally.
And luckily she is not frightened of fireworks.  Even
though the city won't be putting on its fabulous
firework display -- everyone else will be.  There
were fireworks in people's backyards all along our
walk.  And people sitting in their yards cheering,
and toasting -- totally socially distanced.

Good job Queen Victoria.  We still get a long weekend
because of you.  And even during a pandemic, people
celebrate in social isolation -- with fireworks.

Have a loving your life day.