Venus and Jupiter over Toronto.
The reflected light from Venus (the brighter of the 2) took 10 minutes to get here. From Jupiter - 50 minutes.
A rare chance to visualise our turning Earth and ever-moving solar system above the iconic city skyline.
Gorgeous timelapse by friend Andrew Yee, from Ward's Island.
#Toronto #FIFAWorldCup
The Royal Botanical Gardens says it is participating in the Canada Strong Pass this summer, providing benefits for people until September.
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“The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood, For nothing now can ever come to any good."
FOUR WEDDINGS AND A FUNERAL (1994)
#WHAuden#JohnHannah#RichardCurtis
Statistics Canada reports Friday that economic growth stalled in the first quarter, marking a second consecutive decline in the country’s GDP and meeting the definition of a technical recession.
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The Bank of Canada released its Financial Stability Report on Thursday, noting vulnerabilities have increased in some parts of the country’s financial system.
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The Sunday roast was never just a meal. It was the spine of a seven-day food system.
Sunday: the joint, hot, with all the trimmings.
Monday: cold cuts with bubble and squeak made from yesterday's leftover potatoes and cabbage, fried in a knob of beef dripping.
Tuesday: shepherd's pie or cottage pie, depending on whether the joint was lamb or beef. The remaining meat minced through a hand grinder clamped to the kitchen table. Onions softened in the dripping. Mashed potato on top.
Wednesday: the bones went into the stockpot at breakfast. By dinner they had become broth. The broth became soup with whatever vegetables were on the turn. Pearl barley if you had it. A handful of split peas.
Thursday: the soup was still going. Another vegetable in. A slice of bread on the side. The marrow had been scooped from the bones with the handle of a teaspoon and spread on toast for whoever got home first.
Friday: fish, because Henry VIII broke with Rome but William Cecil kept Friday abstinence on the statute book in 1563 to keep the fishing fleet in business and the Royal Navy in sailors. The fish Friday outlasted the Reformation by four hundred years.
Saturday: whatever was left. A fry-up. A baked potato. Cheese on toast.
Sunday: the joint again.
One joint of meat, roughly four pounds, fed a family of five for seven days. The fat was saved for the next week. The bones were used twice.
The modern equivalent of that week: a ready meal Monday, a Deliveroo Tuesday, a ready meal Wednesday, a takeaway Thursday, eating out Friday, a meal kit Saturday, and a Sainsbury's roast-in-a-bag on Sunday. The joint costs £30. The week of replacements costs £180.
Convenience is the word the supermarket uses for it.
What it replaced was a week of food that thought about itself.
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Throwback to when we were so privileged we got to build our own bookshelves with cinder blocks and planks
This thing was peak home decor. Sturdy enough to double as a bomb shelter, cute enough for the teacups and plant to vibe.
Modern kids will never understand the satisfaction of not spending $300 on something that falls apart in six months.
10 things Gen X thought were for rich people…
1. A phone in bedroom
2. Cable w/HBO/Cinemax
3. Call waiting/Caller ID
4. A finished basement
5. Fridge with ice maker
6. Vacations that involved flying
7. A home computer
8. Going out to eat at a sit down restaurant
9. Name brand cereal
10. A Nintendo
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