February 14, 2003

A Paradox



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]

That headache I was complaining about, it seems I have a cold! It did not occur to me that a headache might indicate the common cold. However, the increasing sinus discomfort soon solved the mystery. I have been coddling myself accordingly, with many fluids and an aspirin here and there, as the mood strikes.

Winter continues to deliver cold winds and snow. This most severe winter weather, unrivaled since I came to reside in this city, reminds me of those cherished winter visits to my grandparent's home in the near north. Winters there were always snow bound. Temperatures were always well below freezing. As a child, I was enchanted. Today, I am enchanted. Looking out the window brings back that feeling of warmth and acceptance, that gift my grandparents gave to their descendants. How lucky I am.

It is hard to maintain the image of a cranky old woman when one is feeling this effusive warmth. I am working hard to protect my position. I am no stranger to failure.

It is Valentine's Day. Attila has a box of chocolates under his pillow, and another in the basement where he removes his "working clothes". Loved ones in distant places will find digital good wishes when they login today, and check their email. The sky shed its steel grey gauze, instead to hang the heavens with eggshell blue, in honor of the occasion.

Digital housekeeping continues to occupy my time. The web site is updated to current HTML 4.01 specifications. The backup system is finally functioning, as it should. The operating system on Marjory was updated yesterday evening. Like all housework, the life span of these improvements is temporary. One must enjoy the moment. Without diligence, chaos will prevail.

It is not possible to untangle a paradox. The one I am presently struggling with revolves around the pleasure I derive from the snowy landscape, and the phenomena of "cabin fever", from which I begin to suffer. Days pass, without so much as my nose poking out the door. An uncertain restlessness plagues me, and I rise from my chair frequently, seeking... what? I do not know. A vague feeling of dissatisfaction hovers in all the corners of the house. This shadow, the natural consequence of confinement, begins to lengthen. How fragile, how elusive it is! One warm day will completely dispel its power. I wait upon the generosity of the weather.

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Worldly Distractions

Pink Blooms in the Winter Sunshine
Valentine's Day!

A Poesy
The Barley FieldUp the barley rows,
stitching, stitching them together,
a butterfly goes.
Sora (1648-1710)

14:12 EST
Temp: -8`C
Humidity: 73%
Wind: NW 9 km/h
Barometric: 102.3 kPa

Sunrise 7:23 AM EST
Sunset 5:54 PM EST

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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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