July 12, 2000

River Walk



Here are a few of my favorite online haunts:
[This is the site I visit to fantasize about living in Toronto again, which is almost every single day during the winter]

Jonathan Cainer's Zodiac Forecasts
[This is where I visit in the morning, when I need a positive spin on things past, present and future.]

Living Local
[This is where I go to see what Canadians are up to, sometimes I even buy things from the businesses listed there.]

Environment Canada Weather
[This is the site I visit every morning, and before every road trip during the winter]

Where has all the time gone? Yesterday, Tuesday, I enjoyed reading journals, all day. I was obsessed, I could not stop, and I did not want to. That was yesterday.

The day before yesterday was Monday and Mondays have a habit of being very bad days. The challenges that are not faced through the weekend accumulate and all surface at the same time, on Monday.

Sunday was great. Attila and I packed a picnic lunch and headed out into the countryside. We drove almost five hours to picnic at a beautiful beach on Georgian Bay. The weather was warm and stormy; the beach was almost deserted. We took an alternate route home and discovered a small park by a river. It was hidden from the highway and like the beach, it too was deserted.

There we enjoyed coffee and conversation. I even rolled up my pant legs to wade into the shallow, stony waters. Upstream from where we sat drinking our coffee was an old bridge from a former incarnation of the highway. Beyond the bridge was a dam. We marked our location on the map, to find this peaceful grotto again.

The day of our trip was quite stormy, there was a quite a bit of rain. As we drove we observed entire farm fields immersed in water, forming small lakes around the countryside. The road we had decided to take was closed due to flooding waterways. We were obliged to take a lengthy detour around the area through back roads that ran through flooded fields and barely kept atop swollen creeks.

Back to today. It has been peaceful here, sunny and warm but not hot. I took advantage of the comfortable temperatures by making granola in the crockpot. It is such a simple thing to do. Since the crockpot must sit, hot for about five hours one must wait for cool temperatures to prepare granola.

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The Old Bridge

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A Suitable Boy
by Vikram Seth

The Best of Jennifer Warnes

Page by Page: A Woman's Journal
by Maggie Turner

Canadian Maggie Turner writes and publishes poetry, photography, and a personal journal online. Her work reflects the current way of life in Canada, embracing Canada's past, present, and future in a unique portrayal of everyday life. Maggie's voice is one of the many that actively depict the rich diversity of Canadian culture.

Photography: "a term which comes from the Greek words photos (light) and graphos (drawing). A photograph is made with a camera by exposing film to light in order to create a negative. The negative is then used in the darkroom to print a photograph (positive) onto light-sensitive paper.
Source: University of Arizona Glossary

Poetry: "a form of speech or writing that harmonizes the music of its language with its subject. To read a great poem is to bring out the perfect marriage of its sound and thought in a silent or voiced performance. At least from the time of Aristotle's Poetics, drama was conceived of as a species of poetry."
Source: Creative Studios

Journal: " "Though a journal may be many things - a treasury, a storehouse, a jewelry box, a laboratory, a drafting board, a collector's cabinet, a snapshot album, a history, a travelogue..., a letter to oneself - it has some definable characteristics. It is a record, an entry-book, kept regularly, though not necessarily daily.... Some (entries) will be nearly illegible, written in the dark in the middle of the night.... Not only is it a record for oneself, but of oneself. Every memorable journal, any successful journal, is honest. Nothing sham, phony, false...." (Dorothy Lambert from Ken Macrorie's book, Writing to be Read )
A journal is a way to keep track of your thoughts about what you read... as well as what you did on any given day."
Source: Journal Writing

A Blog is an online journal created by server side software, often hosted by a commercial interest.

"The term "weblog" was coined by Jorn Barger[4] on 17 December 1997. The short form, "blog," was coined by Peter Merholz, who jokingly broke the word weblog into the phrase we blog in the sidebar of his blog in April or May 1999.[5][6][7] Shortly thereafter, Evan Williams at Pyra Labs used "blog" as both a noun and verb ("to blog," meaning "to edit one's weblog or to post to one's weblog") and devised the term "blogger" in connection with Pyra Labs' Blogger product, leading to the popularization of the terms."

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