June 25, 2001

Pack rats pay the price.



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]

Summer began pleasantly last Thursday; a sunny day filled with quiet pleasures. After puttering about the house and garden all day, I welcomed Attila home from work and we sat down to a meal of hummus and pita bread, followed by fruit. That is the kind of a meal that not only tastes good, it leaves you convinced that you have taken very good care of yourself.

Attila, once again, had two days off over the weekend, which we put to very good use. Saturday found us stretched out on our deck chairs in the sand at Pinery Provincial Park. We have not yet grown tired of drowsing in the sun, eating a delicious grilled meal, and finishing off the day with a walk along the beach. Perhaps one cannot grow tired of such things.

Sunday we tackled a long overdue chore. The garden shed has been quietly crumbling at the back of the yard since we moved here. Articles have been consigned to its dark interior without order or further thought once they were hidden from sight. Chaos has grown there as surely as moss and mildew.

Attila completed the new roof on the garden shed two weeks ago. It had been in a deplorable state due to a plastic "skylight" in the roof that had welcomed more than mere light into the interior of the building. The roof had rotted to the point that when a small dead branch from the tree above fell to earth, it pierced the through the shingles and roof as easily as an arrow shot from a bow.

There were other problems with the garden shed. The squirrels had gnawed through the water-weakened wall under the eaves. The shed became a preferred storage compartment and eatery for nuts. Then there were the mice, attracted perhaps by the nuts. They nested in boxes of clay pots and behind wooden chairs.

The process of replacing the roof seemed to have succeeded in evicting the unwanted tenants. The time for interior renovations had arrived. Sunday, Attila and I removed every last hoe, lawn chair, and box from the interior. Our back yard resembled a haphazard rummage sale.

We sorted out the articles that we would keep from those we would donate to the local thrift store. Gone are the Fisher Price skates and skipping ropes. We collected five green garbage bags of material no longer of any practical use to anyone. I spent several hours with my trusty shop vac, removing nutshells, the remnants of nests and a large population of procreating spiders. We sorted and swept our remaining treasures. By the time darkness fell, we had locked the door to the garden shed, where our belongings lay in neat rows and logical order

Then we ate a quick meal of macaroni and cheese, the kind you prepare from a box. Not much of a reward for all that hard work, but it was all we could muster before we fell asleep.

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Worldly Distractions

An outlook on the Ausable River
Watching the Ausable River

By the Easy Chair

"Ewww... take a look at this!"
Me, from inside the garden shed.

Garden Shed
A Popular Retreat

09:22 AM DST
Temp: 20` C
Humidity: 73%
Wind: 0 mph
Barometric:102.6 kPa

Sunrise 5:46 AM DST
Sunset 9:07 PM DST

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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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