Toucan In the Pour House, just up from our funky B&B on St. George. Black & Tan is 3/4 gone, and the stained glass toucan in front of me smiles with greater and greater intention. He’s right – I want to say something. My sister just left after an excellent day &.5 of wandering together as Us. [Us, on this trip, included some mighty powerful people: Fran the great-mom, Dom the great-daughter, me and Lee, the daughters. We were missing Anna, another great-daughter, but we’ll fix that. o great toucan, I need an image.] We were here Two were here: http://www.blogto.com/theatre/2011/07/hugh_jackmans_one-man_show_doesnt_disappoint/ And the other two went here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WXRYA1dxP_0 We all went here: http://www.kensington-market.ca/Default.asp?id=1&l=1 And we all went here: http://www.rom.on.ca/exhibitions/special/oil.php , and here: http://www.rom.on.ca/water/ Oil and water. Acronyms: ROM, AGO, TIX, TTC, CAB. Our Mother Of The Perpertually Helpful. Dear me. We walked, we looked, we sat, we ate, we found and lost and found and discovered and missed so many things because we were mostly talking, but more than that, listening…. In two days I found the women in my family [save for Anna, who will come].