Monday
March 31, 2003

Black and Blue

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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]

It is not a good time to write. Melancholy is an invisible presence in the house today. Since writing helps clarify thought, I will write that which is oppressive into the light, where evaporation is likely.

The morning's first light saw wet snow dripping from the grey sky. There is wind; it bites. Clouds scud across the sky, revealing the occasional patch of striking blue.

Attila slept late, which is not his habit, and was in a great rush to get to work.

The news at home and abroad is mostly bad. It remains to be seen if spread of SARS [Severe Acute Respiratory Syndrome] can be brought under control; medical science has no quick fix for this disease, or its dissemination. The war rages on. A season of the West Nile Virus will soon begin in Canada.

Where we live, pubescent boys are answering the call of hormones. They are roaming about in small packs, with devilry on their "minds". Gardens and private property are not safe; seniors are watching anxiously from the safety of their homes.

As Terra said, "What is the world coming to!"

It seems the world is mostly going, at least if one pays any attention to the media.

Ah, but really, the world has always been a chaotic and unpredictable place. This is both wonderful and terrifying. Sometimes it is more one than the other, as it seems now. Things change.

I have been thinking a great deal about my great uncle Jack. He fought during the First World War, from which many did not return whole, or return at all. When he came home, hale and hearty, he got sick. One day he went out to get some wood, when he came in he died. It was the Influenza Pandemic of 1918; he was stricken with what was sometimes called the "Spanish Flu" or "La Grippe". He left behind a wife and two small children.

This event left a deep impression on family members. I have never believed that bad things only happen to "other people", or to those who are "unwise". The worldview we learned at our mother's knee revolved around respect for nature and chaos. We learned to seek mastery over ourselves, compromise with the world.

I have always felt discordant with a "culture" that would willingly compromise the self, in order to gain mastery over the world.

This afternoon I am sitting in my easy chair with a cup of tea. Mist sleeps in my lap. The patches of blue are getting bigger and bigger, and may just take over the sky.



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White clouds, blue sky.
Things Looking Up



By the Easy Chair
Hereward the Wake
by Charles Kingsley
1866
(1949 Edition)


Airwaves
Spring Allegro
Vivaldi



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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 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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