Midnight in Montreal

Coming home on my bike from a nice long evening with my friend Joce, slightly inebriated, I see the past-one-day-full moon hiding behind clouds and someone's washing hanging out over night. Not fully in focus, but neither am I. ;-)
It was supposed to be a shortish pre-dinner drink at 8 (for me, she had already eaten, but I'm running on a Madrid-sort-of-time having dinner at 10pm these days). Now I'm home and having a warm-up left-over dinner past midnight! Huzzah! (Obviously all this is happening while, and because, my beau is out of town for a night).