Thursday
October 29, 2001

All's fair...

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Here are a few of my favorite online haunts:

REALTOR.ca
[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]

Ariel, who has had breast cancer, has just come through surgery, and is now undergoing Chemotherapy, has begun to lose her hair. She sounds cheerful enough over it, but I cannot help but wonder what pain and fear lie behind that smile. She is just getting on with what she has to do though.

For Thanksgiving, I gave her a picture of herself as a child, which, I admit, is how I think of her still. The camera caught her with a shy smile, holding a guitar in the warm glow of spring sunshine. She was a delight then, as she is now.

My emotions over her situation are so intense that they can catch me off guard and well up, pouring out suddenly as tears. This kind of display is not one that she needs to witness, so that I carefully measure my words to her.

As she bravely faces the adjustments to Chemotherapy and the needs of her children, she must remain ever vigilant of the man who threatens their safety. His behavior, although it is at times unlawful, remains unchecked by legal or social sanction. A little violence goes along way. He enjoys his freedom, his money, and uses his privilege in society to ensure that Ariel and her children live in a constant state of fear and awareness. They have lived this way for years.

I have always hated the saying "all's fair in love and war".

Today the sun shines. The last of the leaves are a bright yellow and the world looks wonderful out there. The temperature is less than ten degrees centigrade, too cold to sit out and read. I have moved my chair in the living room to face the window, a large expanse of brilliant blues and yellows. It is here that I take my afternoon tea.

I have been busily reorganizing the kitchen. Essentially, the kitchen has been Attila's domain since we moved here. He loves to cook and I love to let him enjoy himself.

Since he has been so busy, I have moved into the kitchen with an eye to efficiency. Of course, I make no major changes without first consulting the "domestic god" Attila. He is very easygoing and actually enjoys change, so that the whole experience is quite pleasant.

One of the results of spending more time in the kitchen is that I have been inspired to cook. Yesterday I stewed the last of the fresh garden tomatoes with our own basil and oregano. This concoction went into a simple casserole, which included pasta, sautéed onions and garlic and tangy cheddar cheese. Tonight we will enjoy the generous leftovers and some fresh Orange Loaf.

I have not yet made the Mincemeat. This year I will make a double batch, so that I can give it as Christmas gifts. Luna has been asking about Mincemeat lately so that I think she and Janus would enjoy having some in their freezer. Attila and I both enjoy it as the central ingredient for quick and easy Mincemeat Squares.

Earmuff season in the kitchen is over, I am afraid. Attila arrived home after a cold rainy day outdoors and silently turned on the furnace. My experiment in home economy has ended in warmth. I am enjoying the fruits of my failure, with warm toes and fingers. Another of my fashion statements has fallen by the wayside.



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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 Peterme.com 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."
Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_blogging


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