It was one of those days close to the solstice when the light has a slightly melancholy quality.
|View from the ferry coming into Glenora.|
It's a lone mitten, one of the official ones sold by the Hudson's Bay Company for the Vancouver Olympics. Mittens have a way of getting lost. They fall out of pockets and backpacks. Elizabeth Zimmermann once wrote that it was best to give them in sets of three. It's the custom here, when one is found, to leave it in a prominent place as close a possible to where it fell. Is that what happens where you live? Hope this little item makes its way home.