"It's that time of year..."

I found this meme online and I had to share it. This is of course very me. The books, the warm clothes, the blankets, the tea especially. And soon I will be buying pumpkins. Now if only the weather could be cooler, so I could wear said warm clothes all day...

Autumnal Chronicle

I thought it was time for a new autumnal post, this time a generic post about how autumn is so far. Because yes, it is autumn, because yes, the season starts with September. So here are my observations about autumn here:

• So far, it's not ideal, as it is a tad too warm. Yet, after the ridiculous and never ending heatwaves of summertime, it's still enjoyable. (More on this below.)
• Morning and evenings tend to be cool, so I can wear a light jacket or coat. It's lovely.
• While it's not cold enough yet to wear thick jumpers, at least I have been able to wear long sleeve shirts for the first time in months.
•  Trees have started showing some colours. Not much, but still.
•  There is often a nice, cool breeze that makes even warmer days tolerable.
•  For some mysterious reason, we can often smell bonfire when we step outside.
• The sun goes down earlier. Yeah, I know, it's supposed to, but it's more noticeable and every time the dimming light is just lovely.

So that's my pre-equinox autumn so far, how is yours? I will write more in the upcoming days.

Desloups

Grâce à un article récent de la grosse Presse, j'apprends l'existence d'une marque de vêtements faits au Québec, laquelle commence à avoir un certain succès en France et en Corée du Sud. L'entreprise s'appelle Desloups. J'ai jeté un oeil à leur site et je ne suis pas certain si c'est le genre de vêtement que j'aimerais porter, cela dit: 1)j'aime beaucoup le nom et 2)j'aime encore plus leur symbole. Non mais, il est vraiment cool.

Tyrolean Hats

I took this picture in Salzburg last year, in one of the many souvenir shops. They are not all tacky in Austria, some have decent stuff. So we saw these Tyrolean hats (at least I think they are Tyrolean hats, correct me if I'm wrong). We didn't buy any, although I was very tempted. The thing with hats is, well, I seldom wear any, even when it's hot, and this is not the kind of hat you would wear in hot weather. It looks good like this, old fashioned and typical, but I can't imagine me wearing it at any time. And it could easily be damaged on our journey home. Still, they look cool.

Green Camo

Last Sunday, we went to a little gathering with the two uni besties of my wife and their families. All in all, there were seven children, ranging from four to fifteen, if I'm not mistaken. The oldest kid, a boy who is now in the cadet, had old army surplus trousers that didn't fit him anymore. Like proper army trousers, camo and all. He generously gave them to Wolfie. Our son loves his camo clothes, it's like free clothes for our War Game. And now he has authentic army clothes, in genuine khaki green. Wolfie loves the colour green, I think it might be why he loves camo clothes actually.

A promise of autumn

 Yes, I know, I know, we are in the heart of summer and it's still hot. Not exactly the heatwave we've had, not the worst of it anyway, but it's hot during the day. Yet, to keep my sanity and get myself in an autumnal mood, and because I am attuned to seasonal changes, I have started noticing a few small signs of the autumn to come. It's in the morning and evening when we can feel them. During camp night for instance, in the evening. The sun had not even set yet and there was a breeze and a proper chill. We had arrived in the afternoon, it was hot, we had brought no coat or fleece. Well, in our summer clothes, we were a bit cold. Oh, not much, but enough to feel the chill in the air. Right after a hot day. Then some mornings recently have been much cooler than we would expect. The breeze cools things down a lot, and it smells does feel a bit, just a bit but still, autumnal. So I keep saying to myself: we are not there yet, but this is a promise of autumn. Things will get better.

The chill in the air

Sometimes, one counts his blessings, knowing it will not last. We had one dreadful heatwave and another one is forecast, starting this weekend. But since the end of the last one, we had surprisingly cool weather. With lots of rain, but not only rain: I actually had to wear long sleeve shirts and light jumpers to stay warm. It struck me a few days ago: my wife had opened the bedroom windows, it made the whole place feeling chilly and cool, and oh so fresh, it truly felt wonderful. Almost autumnal, although not quite (my favourite season has a different smell). Still, it made me forget that summer has only started. I'm really enjoying this.

Les sandales

 Petit billet estival, rien que parce que faut s'y faire. Je m'y fais très mal, mais enfin bref, c'est vraiment l'été. Et que porter en été? Des vêtements légers. Sur les pieds, des sandales. Mon frère Andrew en porte jusqu'en novembre, je crois. Bon, j'exagère, mais je regardais les photos datant de notre dernière visite à Montréal, en août 2024, et il portait toujours des sandales. Ce qui m'a frappé, c'est que 1)mon frère est la seule personne dans la famille qui porte des sandales durant l'été, 2)il porte les sandales depuis des années et 3)ça doit bien faire au moins quarante ans que je n'en porte plus.

Military 1st(?)

 I don't know what the YouTube algorithms tell me about myself, but for the last few weeks, I have been seeing adverts about Military 1st, an army surplus shop that sells, among other things, combat clothing, outdoor clothing and tactical gears. Maybe because I like olive and forest green clothes? (Ironically enough, my wife hates green clothes.) But surely, YouTube cannot know this about me. Anyway, I had a look on their website. There are a few of their clothing articles that look nice in a totally unpretentious way and, well, green, but I don't do enough outdoors activities to order any. Still, it's kind of spooky to get such marketing every time I watch a YouTube video.

Question existentielle (405)

 Question existentielle venant d'un homme qui déteste magasiner pour des vêtements:

-Peut-on être élégant sans être prétentieux ou snob? 

Qui sait, ça fera peut-être une controverse. 

It feels like autumn

We are having a very strange month of May these days: while it started hot, borderline summery, temperatures have suddenly dropped dramatically. So today and from what I can understand the rest of the week, it will be around 15 degrees Celsius, sometimes even lower. I had to put on my warm jumpers today and will do the same tomorrow. If it wasn't for the trees being green and the flowers in bloom, one would believe that we are in autumn. It feels like autumn anyway. I'm glad, as I don't like the heat and I love autumn (as you probably know if you have been following this blog for a while). I am worried things might change soon enough, so I make the best of the here and now.

Ye Olde Denim Jacket

My wife has an old, old denim jacket. She seldom wears it anymore: as far as I can tell, only a few days during summertime, when it is warm enough to only need a very light jacket. Of course, only on a dry day, otherwise the jacket is pretty pointless. Anyway, when we got it out again, we discussed about its age. My wife can't remember when she bought it exactly, but she reckon it's not much older than a decade. I, on the other hand, think it dates back from when we started dating, so must be more than twenty years old, at the very least. I remember she was wearing a denim jacket during our first dates and I have a very good memory (I'm not joking, I really have a good memory). Anyway, now I will have to take a look at old pictures to see which one of us is most likely to be correct. Moral of the story: memory is treacherous, but also serious business.

Le temps du Kanuk léger

Il fait plus doux ces temps-ci, il devrait même faire dans les 20 degrés, quoique pas très haut. J'ai regardé, et la tmepérature ne devrait pas changer, alors il est temps de troquer mon manteau d'hiver pour mon manteau d'été. Je dis manteau d'hiver, mais c'est un manteau de printemps Kanuk. Ici c'est assez chaud pour durer l'automne, l'hiver et le printemps. J'ai un manteau d'été Kanuk, acheté il y a plus de dix ans, que je mets de mai à octobre environ. Avec le harfang des neiges inimitable.

Farewell to the local Mountain Warehouse

 I learned some very sad news last weekend. As we were walking downtown, I saw that there was a closing down sale at the local Mountain Warehouse. Now I know I'm not exactly the natural target customer for Mountain Warehouse. I don't do hiking or much outdoors activities. But I still enjoy their products, especially their clothes. And their enamel mugs, and other things. Anyway, the shop os going to close down permanently at the end of May, so I have time to make a few purchases at a really good price. I guess that's one positive thing. All the same, I wish it didn't have to shut down.

Black socks on a plane

 I read this article in the Metro a while ago now. Well, a long while ago: about a month, to be precise. I am therefore very late in the news, but I wanted to mention it to you, for safety reasons. So without further ado: when you travel on a plane, do not wear black socks. Especially if you take your shoes off. As they are hard to see in the dark, you risk getting stepped on, or have a whole food and drink trolley roll over your feet. So yes, avoid black socks when you travel. I don't know when I will go on a plane, but I will now keep this advice in mind. Thankfully, I have a lot of bright, colourful socks. I even blog about them sometimes. So yeah, I should be safe. 

Sherlock Holmes on the Moors

 I blogged back in February about the first edition I read of The Hound of the Baskervilles by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. I took this image from the book. You can see Sherlock Holmes in his iconographic if apocryphal clothes, with a deerstalker hat, but an ordinary coat and not an Inverness cape, for some reason. Still, the hat gives him away immediately. In this image, it makes some sense that he is wearing this, as he is on the Devon's moors. Some illustrators and movies have Holmes dressed like this in the middle London, which is patently absurd. Anyway, I think it would be nice to revisit Devon, but more inland this time. Follow the footsteps of Sherlock Homes, when he investigated an old legend who turned into a murder conspiracy.

Le thermostat québécois (printemps VS automne)

Il y a quelques jours, une amie a posté ce meme dans un chat que nous avons. Il m'a bien fait rire. C'est bien entendu authentique. C'est drôle parce que c'est vrai. Bon, j'ai vu des memes semblables ailleurs, enfin qui parlaient du même sujet, ce n'est pas exclusivement une réalité québécoise, mais quand même. C'est vrai que notre rapport à la température dépend des circonstances. Même ici, j'ai souvent un sentiment d'horreur quand la température monte jusqu'à 15 degrés. Bon, je ne porte pas de t-shirt, mais je m'habille plus légèrement. Plus légèrement, dans tous les cas, que lorsque la température tombe à 15 degrés pour la première fois en automne. Mais c'est lorsque c'est trois degrés que c'est le plus frappant: si ça monte à trois degrés au printemps, après un long hiver, j'ai (trop) chaud. À l'automne, c'est un bonheur incomparable.

La garde-robe

Bon, ben, il faut se rendre à l'évidence; le contenu de ma garde-robe commence à se faire vieux, voire ancien. J'ai reçu un gilet à Noël de ma mère, acheté une chemise en septembre dernier, autrement mes derniers vêtements datent pour la plupart des semaines avant la pandémie. Sauf les bas: je les use à la semelle, alors j'en achète plus régulièrement. Mais enfin bref, moi qui déteste magasiner du linge, je vais devoir le faire bientôt.

Mitaine perdue

Les joies d'être un parent dont l'enfant est d'âge scolaire: des fois on trouve des vêtements perdus sur le chemin de l'école ou lors du retour. Ou sur le terrain de l'école, parfois. Je le mentionnais il y a peu de temps: on trouve pleins de gants. Et des mitaines aussi, comme vous popuvez le voir. Petit loup et moi, nous avons fait nos bons Samaritains et nous l'avons donnée à la directrice. Je ne sais pas si elle a trouv. la propriétaire (j'imagine que c'était une petite fille, je sais que je suis genré, mais bon elle est rose, quoiqu'on sait jamais.) Je l'espère, parce que l'idée d'une fille de maternelle qui pleure parce qu'il lui manque une mitaine me fend le coeur.

Black and Blue

 Yesterday, when we picked up Wolfie from school, we saw that the dad of one of his classmate was wearing a suit instead of the usual sloppy dad clothes we dads all wear on school runs. A black suit and a blue shirt, no tie. I said to my wife he probably went to a job interview. I was brave (or reckless?) enough to ask him: "Black suit, blue shirt, that's a dead giveaway that you went to a job interview, am I right?" I was right. Thankfully, I was right and he was not back from a funeral or something else. Anyway, I think that deserves to be a great unknown line. I knew he was wearing a suit for a job interview because I did the exact same thing last week, also a black suit with a blue shirt. It's perfect for interviews ad you appear professional, but the blue is not an agressive colour, so you come off as friendly. It's also perfect for all formal occasions: funerals, weddings, baptisms, first communions, etc. But especially for job interviews. Oh, and for the record, he got the job. I didn't.