Today on my walk home from the grocery store, Montreal was flush with color coordination. (And orange cones, some reason there’s danger tape and cones -or cylinders- everywhere I go).
I’m switching up the order of which I saw these, but there’s a reason for everything, don’t tell.
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Stonehenge (2022). As per usual, I do always wonder how potholes form. When the asphalt breaks up, how long does it take? Does it just happen overnight?? Is there a big noise?
Bucket list: see it happen.
Could I look it up? Probably. But, I like to live in the unknown.
Hold your horses, it only gets better from here.
Last in this orange cone series (I know- you want more. I don’t know what to say, it wasn’t a very long walk).
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First off, I’ve never seen a pink cone like this, so it caught my eye. Upon looking closer, I realized it not only matched with the logo and design of the tattoo shop it stood in front of, but with the reflection of the building across the street.
Speaking of matchy matchy…
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I saw this teal bike sitting right next to an identically colored teal hose. (Is this teal? Or turquoise? Another thing I never fully learned). Makes a girl wonder… was this intentional? Probably. I hope so.
Further investigation into this picture brings into view a matching umbrella!!! Speechless.
If we’re on the topic of bikes:
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This one began her descent back into nature. The vines reclaim her for the winter.
To bring it back home, Lola and I made fried rice today. Needless to say, we killed it. If I’m keeping it real, it’s the best meal we have made so far here (including my solo mission of making pasta). My only regret is that there’s only enough for two lunches.
At the early hour of 11:47, unfortunately before starting the new House of the Dragon episode, she calls it a night.
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