Saturday
July 14, 2007

A Time to Every Purpose

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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]

Attila works Saturdays. Usually a shorter day, he has been known to carry on through to completion if “something comes up”. As a result, my Saturdays bear little difference from weekdays, with one significant exception, the summer “season”.

The summer people spend weekends at their second-home/recreational properties, so the population swells ten fold. People, their sounds and their movement are everywhere apparent. The drone of motorboats, speeding SUVs and luxury vehicles, power washers, lawn mowers and every conceivable type of loud motorized convenience aid create an unmistakable backbeat. The wildlife and I retreat further into the shadows of the forest canopy on summer Saturdays. Unnoticed, undetected, invisible and happy to be so.

There was a time during my first marriage of affluence that I suspended disbelief in order to interact with mainstream ideals. It was during my late twenties. I found myself in a group conversation with my ex and two other couples. One of the males was expounding with great and unbridled pride and enthusiasm about the thrill of “conquering nature” by taking a canoe out onto Georgian Bay in inclement weather, risking his life and coming back alive. Truth be told, I felt him somewhat a fool, to manufacture a survival conflict with nature, an entity that will never be “conquered”, no matter what twisted hubris human “intelligence” adopts. My only comment at the time was that I found human interaction to be the most challenging natural phenomena I had ever encountered; the comment was totally ignored as irrelevant to the discussion. There was nothing for it but to let the men talk.

The Sam Larkin CDs still serenade my personal space, creating a bubble of sanity in the raucous shuffle of the good life that surrounds me.

Yesterday’s granola is now transforming itself into future breakfast; the oats came upstairs too late in the day yesterday to begin the cooking process. I will bake bread again this morning. Laundry is piled high. Dishes are piled high. These are my favorite kind of messes; I know exactly what to do and they are easily solved by a few hours of elbow grease. An easy day.



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Worldly Distractions

tree rings on a pine log
Marking the Seasons



Airwaves
We Will Be Birds
Sam Larkin, "ransom" CD



Quote
Galbraith [John Kenneth Galbraith] was chatting with our class at one of our Friday afternoon get-togethers. He told us of the days when he was a young man on the family farm in Canada. He and a girlfriend were leaning over the fence looking into the cow pasture. "A bull came up to the nearest cow and mounted her. I said to the young lady, 'My, that ought to be fun!' She replied, 'Well, go ahead, it's your cow.'"
Angus MacLean Thuermer
Class of 1951




Weather
Rain
Temp15°C
Pressure 101.0 kPa
Visibility 3 km
Humidity 90 %
Dewpoint 13°C
Wind SSE 15 km/h
 

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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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