Sunday,
April 18. 2010

A Sunny Day

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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 snowed yesterday, it snowed the day before that. I checked this morning, and found that it had not snowed last night. It all melted away, almost as soon as it touched the earth. The roads were unaffected, just wet, so that driving remained a viable option.

Today the sun is shining. It is most welcome. The buds on the trees are ready to burst, the forest canopy is lightly brushed with soft reds and fresh greens. A lovely time of year.

Sometimes I wonder about the forces of the universe. Take last week. Last week I suspect that some sort of solar, or stellar, or lunar anomaly occurred. I worked a few hours on two different days last week. On both days my fellow workers were sour at best and downright rude and hysterical at worst; towards each other and me of course. As I attempted to keep smiling, I was mimicked. I was glad to get out of there, I can tell you. I like the work, but the atmosphere can be choking at times. It never ceases to amaze me how much unhappiness a lot of people carry around. To each their own. Perhaps as they mimic their faces will freeze, in a smiling position. I am not holding my breath waiting for that to happen.

Attila prepared an excellent breakfast of whole wheat pancakes, topped with fresh sliced strawberries. Bliss. We ate indoors though, as the temperature was only 4C, even though the sun is shining brightly.

We still need to fire the masonry fireplace once a day, which keeps the indoor temperature warm and cozy. Soon though, Attila will put his axe away and turn his attention to other activities.

Terra is doing well at school. I think she has found her niche. Terra is a very big hearted woman, she is empathetic and generous of spirit. She has found an occupation, taking care of others, where her natural traits are appreciated. Lares is there to support her through her training, a true and faithful friend.

Luna is in her natural element, motherhood. Luna has aspired to motherhood since she was young. She does it well. I talked to Luna and the grandchildren yesterday morning, via Skype. Goodness, she has her hands full; what a barrel of monkeys. Tink never stopped moving the whole time. Imp was busy showing me her imaginary "cake" made of jewelry and Elf was very excited, calling out "its growing", referring to the leaves on the tree in their back yard. I can't hold them long in conversation, before they are off and busy with another interesting thing they have found in their world.

We are just back from a hike on a local trail, over three kilometers in length. That is the short trail, it is very rough, and wet. There is nothing more soothing than sitting on a bed of soft, fragrant, sun-warmed pine needles, watching the breeze play across an inland wetland, the only sound to be heard the wind singing in the pines. Attila and I sat very still for almost fifteen minutes, silently soaking in the pure energy of our surroundings.


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Worldly Distractions

Glistening drops of melted snow on bare tree branches.
Liquid Snow



Airwaves
Love Respect and Heal our Earth
Steve Paul Simms



On The Screen
Moulin Rouge
1952, starring José Ferrer, John Huston directed



Quote
"Love is like a landscape which doth stand
Smooth at a distance, rough at hand."
Robert Hegge



Weather
11 C
Condition: Sunny
Pressure: 101.7 kPa
Visibility: 16 km
Temperature: 11.0C
Dewpoint: -4.2C
Humidity: 34 %
Wind: NNW 31 gust 44 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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