6 days until I meet my fate. Follow the mystery #WhoKilledTomThomson 
Tom Thomson
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Follow the Journal of My Last Spring on nostr. Tweeting in real-time from 1917
Shannon @mowatlodge shows me new Canadian dollar bill issued this spring: 'Princess Pat never looked so good!' 
That an artist needs to be depressed and drunk to do his best is utter myth
1904 Sketch of Woman's Head @TheTomThomson 
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Why does a Nation have to define itself by War? Why not by Art?
We're all having enough of this sad and ghastly war
Only 16 days before I meet my fate on July 8, 1917 #TomThomson 
The weather has turned for the better. The evening is serene. It's warm and the slight breeze keeps the bugs away
It is that that makes an angler: it is diligence
I figure that Martin Blecher is sleeping once again in the boathouse. When he fights with his sister, he sleeps in the boathouse.
In my early days back in Toronto, I enjoyed the city immensely. I was a bit of a dandy.
Jun 18, 1917 TORONTO GLOBE: RUSSIANS DECLARE FOR BIG OFFENSIVE. ZEPPELIN RAIDER BROUGHT DOWN. 
Mystery is not the same a misunderstanding.
Angling was not contemptible in the days of Mark Antony and Cleopatra,- Izaak Walton
When in Algonquin Park I lived with the Frasers as one of the family
I'm reserved, shy, chary of society
I see another figure exiting the Trainor household, It's Hugh. I have to leave before we make a scene.
We hear the screen door slap. Hugh Trainor comes staggering in. 'What in hell's name is he doing here?'
Mrs. Trainor sets out a place setting for me. I'm there for dinner, like it or not.
We go into the house. There's Mrs. Trainor. 'Here for one of your visits, Tom?' with a tone of polite insincerity.