"This is hardly the season for a picnic..."
Painting above: Tom Thomson In Algonquin Park, 1914 |
Tanna settled down on the grass, pulling her shawls around her. "This is hardly the season for a picnic." She shook her head. "Of course you would not hear of it, Father. Truth is, you love the cold and feel at your liveliest in this weather."
p. 356 of Washington Black by Esi Edugyan