July 2, 2001

What's in a name?



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]

The morning is sparkling bright and cool. The smog that hazed the distance has now blown away. It would be very pleasant in the short term to bask for hours in the warmth and light; it would be unpleasant in the long term to deal with the skin problems that might result.

Today is filled with laundry, bread making, and assorted small chores around the house. It is a statutory holiday today in Canada, one that Attila works through. The neighbors, all home for the day, are painting, sawing, hammering and busily tending their gardens. Small noises of all types drift through my office window. I feel so inspired that I just might hang the wet laundry on the line to dry.

I mention my daughters from time to time in this journal, naming them ambiguously "Oldest Daughter" and "The Teenager". The name, "The Teenager", cannot remain descriptive forever. She is moving through these years at a quickening pace, the name characterizing less and less her stage of life. Thinking about a more suitable name for "The Teenager" has led me to consider the same for "Oldest Daughter" and her "Fiance". To my great relief, appropriate names have simply popped into my head.

Researching the names has assured me of their suitability and each represents a crucial aspect of the personality it will grace. This statement is based, of course, on my bias. However, this is my journal; I do not claim impartiality in what is written here. My daughters are here portrayed as I see them and as I feel about them.

And so, in this tale of one life, I will henceforth call "The Teenager" Terra, "Oldest Daughter" Luna, and my soon to be son-in-law Janus.

Canada Day found us surrounded by happy families and good food. Janus' sister, who lives in a picturesque rural location, hosted a large gathering for the national celebration. Children's faces were painted in bright colors. Hair was braided and beaded with red and white beads. Several gas barbecues churned out a steady stream of hot dogs, burgers, sausages and chicken. There was a large keg of beer on tap as well as a seemingly endless supply of wines, and a table covered with salads and desserts. There were a lot of happy, smiling, relaxed people chatting and enjoying the scenery and small bands of children playing all manner of games. It was a propitious cacophony in honor of Canada's birthday.

Our social calendar continues to swell. There are weekends that now include two events. It will be extremely important for Attila and I to keep up with our sleep and to steal private moments together. We can accomplish both directives by packing up our lounge chairs and heading for the beach at Pinery Provincial Park. I suspect these small excursions will become an anchor of serenity in the emotionally intense weeks to come.

The things we do for love.

Dear Universe,

I have a question. I already know the answer, but just this moment I need to hear you say it.

Do children ever forgive and move on from the disappointment of less than perfect parents? Although I understand that all children are subject to less than perfect parenting, levels of disappointment differ. Considering other variables, disappointment may not always be proportional to the degree of parental imperfection. It is not for me to judge of course, just where Attila and I fall in the perfection continuum. Opinions vary.

As well, it would be great to have a rough estimate to the nearest year as to when our turn for forgiveness comes up. Please understand that I do not want to grovel or ask for special treatment, and we do accept that it would not be fair if we were prematurely moved to the front of the line of forgiveness. It is just that if there is a cancellation, could you fit us in soon? Forgiving is our priority, however, forgetting would be a lovely bonus.

Terra may have a new name, but the teenage condition is not so easily dismissed and dissipates gradually. Patience is sometimes difficult to achieve.

Kind Regards and Supplications
Maggie (and Attila)

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Worldly Distractions

Celebration attendees, adults and children.
Relaxing on Canada Day

By the Easy Chair
The Hound of the Baskervilles
by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
(Book first published in 1902 by Newnes of London and Mclure, Phillips in New York with illustrations by Sidney Paget. )

Skill saw in the garage next door. Dog barking across the street. No response required on my part.

07:22 PM DST
Temp: 19` C
Humidity: 40%
Wind: N 6 km/h
Barometric:102.3 kPa

Sunrise 5:49 AM DST
Sunset 9:07 PM DST

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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