This is what happens when I’m not paying attention at 10 in the morning.
I was sitting for breakfast with my eye on the clock and my mind in my psychology class, for which I was only minutes away from being late.
Nothing new, nothing to panic about, really. I should be used to this by now.
But by this time, the syrup had spread all over my plate and had become a golden mirror.
Looking down at it though, something struck me: just look at this picture.
Pancakes, maple syrup, and a reflection of a maple tree from outside the window, all in a single frame. Does it get more Canadian than this?
(‘No hockey sticks nearby’ would be a good point to make, in all fairness.)
So I decided to strain the limits of my gallery’s storage and am plaguing your reader feeds again.
Have a nice day!