I know we are meant to be at the peak of springtime, and May is generally fairly warm, if not hot. But these days, surprisingly, after a really hot end of April, it has been a very cold month of May. As in I am wearing thick jumpers and I could even get my old winter coat out and I would be comfortable. These days, May feels like a cool September or October, or at least like these months used to be when I was younger. I do not complain, on the contrary: I love colder weather and I love autumn. So if I ignore the trees full of green leaves, I can almost imagine myself during my favourite season.
Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
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