Scared of tomorrow

And then last Saturday, things went belly up. I managed to buy some flour in the morning but shortly after I got home, I started hearing explosions and the air was thick with the smell of powder and the lingering scent of tear gas. We thought, it is raining, they won't last long. Over the day, things instead of getting better got worse.

A flowery surprise

The teargas had us coughing and crying. Our path was sprinkled with protesters about to engage in a streetfight. When we finally put some distance between us and the angry mob, the fresh air of the empty park was a very good reason to smile. Still, we did not linger, we wanted to feel the city's pavement and cobblestones beneath our feet. This weekend my family and quite a few friends of my family joined us for an amazing Thanksgiving dinner. There was everything: turkey, stuffing, sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes, and so on.