I completely forgot last week was my fourth anniversary of moving into this neighbourhood, until today when I heard the singing. I moved to Roncesvalles Village on June 1, 2007. My friend Arliin helped me move and told me that locals call it “Roncy” for short. She said I’ll really like it here, and she was right.

The first Sunday of June is when I hear the singing (if I’m around), a group of voices singing in Polish. It’s quite a large crowd that gathers, but the only sound you’ll hear is the singing, there’s no chatter. They go from one house to another in a processional. I don’t know how the houses are selected, but for the last four times I’ve observed them in my area it’s been the same houses. (Post from 2007.) This time there was a girl handing out pamphlets about Katyn, and probably also the plane crash that claimed the Polish president and nearly a hundred others a couple of months ago.

I went back to my archives and found some video clips from the 2007 I hadn’t uploaded (I don’t think Flickr had the video feature back then).

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