Late Summer in Montreal

It's a beautiful day, and I've got lots of pleasant, fun commissions. Life is good, what can I say? That somehow contradicts the standard line of complaining that usually prevails in journals of this sort.

At the side here is another walking man, drawn from my second floor balcony in South Central Montreal.

The girl living in the corner apartment downstairs has accused me of being "in love with her," and hey, it's not true in that particular case. But in general, I love all the crazy, individualistic people I can see strolling by my perch here on a fine afternoon.

Below is what I drew when having lunch in the park up the hill from here. This is only some of the fauna one can find there (there are also sparrows, pigeons, seagulls, and many breeds of dog.) The sad woman in the picture was the squirrels' friend.