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
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
[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]
How is it that photographs taken at government offices
always look like mug shots in a police line up! A replacement
driver's license arrived in the mail yesterday and the
photo of me is less than flattering. I suppose if you
squint you might recognize me. Maybe not though, because
although the photo is harsh, the woman looking out at
the world appears to be in her early forties, which
ordinarily I would find pleasant. On the card there
is also a smaller version of the photo, unrecognizable!
Somehow this photo fails on all levels.
Attila had to use the snowblower last night to clear the driveway. It took
45 minutes. We have only had a skiff of snow since, so hopefully he won't
have to do it again for while.
We had been burning one fire a day, letting the heater cool a bit while
the temperature was above 0 C during the day. We miscalculted; yesterday
the house began to cool significantly over the course of the afternoon.
Mist spent hours trying to convince me that something had to be done. She
sat on my lap, meowed loudly and repeatedly, while glancing at the masonry
Attila remedied the situation as soon as he returned home from work. In
a pinch I could go out and chop wood from the wood shed, but I had already
overtaxed my back by shoveling out the end of the driveway. So we waited
for Attila to come home to split the wood, tote the wood and light the fire.
Mist is convinced that Attila is God, or at least the minor God of Warmth.
This morning we burned a full fire and the temperature in the house is once
My to-do list is on hold for the moment. I have to wait until December first
to begin some of my projects, due to pesky things like year end and government
Daily life is highly prescribed by institutional rules and regulations.
There are times when people are doing things that make me shake my head
in wonder and think to myself, "What are they thinking!?!" If
I do find out what they were thinking it invariably involves navigating
through some sort of institutional rule or regulation.
Another quiet day at "Maggie's Smile".
This is what I secretly named this place I share with Attila. It is named
for my Great Great Great Grandmother Maggie Morrison (her real name). I
have felt her smiling approval from the day we first moved here. She died
in 1894, so even my Granny didn't know her. Still, the legacy of love and
caring she passed to her children, and thereby her grandchildren, has been
preserved through many more generations. I can feel her smile all the way
to 2004, when I named our home, and beyond.
|RECIPES :: Cast
Beautiful and unwelcome.
By The Easy Chair
The Honk and Holler Opening Soon
by Billie Letts
" "You Terrans," she exploded, in a gust of fury that was
like a physical blow. "You stupid lackwit from a planet
of insane authoritarians..."
from Centaurus Changling
in the Best of Marion Zimmer Bradley,
edited by Martin H. Greeberg, 1985, page 36.
Marion, however do you come up with such ideas!?!
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