June 27, 2002

Lazy Lentils



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]

Today the temperature will be above thirty degrees centigrade, for the third day in a row. Over these three days the humidity has increased slowly and the air quality has steadily deteriorated. This morning's sun, peeping through the trees, was at first red and angry but was soon lost to the haze.

Last night the temperature did not drop below twenty degrees centigrade, and we were not able to effectively cool the house down over the course of the night. I spent a rather restless night, waking occasionally to experience the oppression of the atmosphere, then dropping off to sleep again. My fingers and toes have swollen, as they always do in the heat. My rings are tight bands, digging into puffy finger flesh.

It is 8:00 A.M. and the temperature outside has exceeded the temperature inside the house. Already I have closed the blinds, the curtains and the windows in an effort to minimize the penetration of the days heat.

I am taking advantage of the relative cool of the morning, to sit in the porch with my laptop and write. It is warm enough that the sweat of my brow causes my glasses to fog. I move my head this way and that to see past my fog to write this entry.

The summer kitchen is a resounding success. Across from me, on a small pine table, sits the Crock Pot. Today I am preparing Lentil Soup for the first time, with a recipe patched together from several I found on the internet. I will rename it Lazy Lentil Soup, because instead of chopping vegetables I threw all of them together in the food processor, whirled them around till they were chopped fine and “poured” them into the Crock Pot. After rinsing the processor bowl and lid the cleanup was done. If this soup passes the Attila taste test it will become a summer staple.

The day before yesterday I brought the hotplate out onto the porch and cooked pasta shells to use for a cold pasta salad. I have been preparing this same pasta salad recipe since 1970, it is a definite summer staple.

The weather reports from various sources predict cooler temperatures tomorrow. We shall see. The earlier predictions for today’s weather indicated a cool and comfortable day. Other summers these same reporters have promised cooler temperatures “tomorrow”. When tomorrow arrived, the reports still promised cooler temperatures “tomorrow”. Sometimes a week of tomorrows would pass before the temperature would drop. Perhaps science has reached beyond its abilities, or predictions have bowed to public demand. Either way, the weather report has a tenuous connection to reality.

Attila has completed the missing deck repairs. The door is gone, replaced by a window. The former deck has been removed and burned, the interior wall is completed and the exterior wall sports new siding and a fresh coat of paint.

Attila has also installed the snow guards on the north-facing roof, and replaced the vent pipe for the plumbing system. He has worked diligently, every evening and every day-off work since early April, to repair the damage caused when the snow came off the roof in March. We are both extremely relieved to put the project behind us.

Of course, when you own a home there is "always something". We are hoping to reach a proactive point, where the list of “somethings” are, for the most part, anticipated and dealt with before they bloom into large-scale projects.

One crazy teacup sits drying on a bat in the “studio”. It is an unusual and awkward little affair, hand built. I view it with affection and a critical eye. It will be sometime before my knowledge and skills can effectively assist my imagination and vision. My second piece has just been assembled, a mug with what Attila calls “teeth”. It is another unusual and awkward affair. The kiln will accommodate four such pieces and I have yet to discover the remaining two.

Progress is slow. Habits are in the process of being developed, and need careful consideration and attention. It is a journey of discovery.

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Worldly Distractions

Lazy Lentil Soup
Lazy Lentil Soup in the Summer Kitchen

By the Easy Chair
Mastering Cone 6 Glazes
by John Hesselberth & Ron Roy

On the Screen
House of Sand,
Brazil, Directed by Andrucha Waddington

Severe thunderstorm watch.
Temp 27°C
Pressure 101.2 kPa
Visibility 15 km
Humidity 71 %
Humidex 36
Dewpoint 22°C
Wind W 21 km/h

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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 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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