November 25, 2008

Rain and Snow



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]

Another overcast, cloud spitting day. Rain and snow, they fall in unison, then one falls alone, then the other. They are not playing nice.

It snowed quite a bit yesterday afternoon and last night. This morning great chunks of snow crashed down from the roof. At first Mist was startled out of sleep every time the house shook. After a few episodes like that, she settled into a determined sleep, undisturbed by the rudeness of the weather.

I have needed a haircut for more than a month. It is hard to get out to where these services are available and even harder to find the cash to pay people to do the deed. Yesterday afternoon I gathered my courage, grabbed the scissors and hacked off an inch or more on my bangs. Attila feels they look fine. I don't see them and don't really care how they look, as long as they are socially acceptable. All important, they are out of my eyes again.

Today I forced myself to make several difficult telephone calls. These calls have to do with my allergy, a subject about which I have no sense of humour left at all. Even worse, through difficult experiences, I have developed an emotional aversion to dealing with the issue; I do manage though, at great personal cost. The calls had to be made. Luckily, the individuals I spoke with today were far more humane than officious.

At the end of my telephone ordeal, my heart was pounding and hands were cold and clammy. It took a few hours to regain my composure. At times like this Mist will rub herself against me, just to make sure I'm OK. With a little help from our friends...

The crockpot is quietly cooking black beans. Attila loves black beans. From them he makes refried beans, which he enjoys for lunches and snacks. Black beans don't agree with me for some reason.

We have been enjoying hot/sweet mustard on our vegetables. So much so that I am beginning to think about growing mustard next summer. I guess, while I"m at it, that I could grow hot peppers to add to the mustard. That makes three plants I want to try in a garden next summer, as squash was already on my list. We will see if any of these plants will survive the wildlife here.

Garlic, another plant for next years garden! The only garlic available in the local grocery stores is from China. Why? We can grow garlic in Canada.

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Wordly Distractions

Mist by the Fire
Mist in the firelight.

By The Easy Chair
The Honk and Holler Opening Soon
by Billie Letts

"It is only prudent never to place complete confidence in that by which we have even once been deceived."
Rene Descartes
(1596 - 1650)

"Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence."
Robert Frost
(1874 - 1963)

Temperature: 1.2C
Pressure: 100.6 kPa
Visibility: 9.7 km
Humidity: 94 %
Dewpoint: 0.4C
Wind: E 5 km/h

Page by Page: A Woman's Journal
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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