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June 10, 2010

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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]

Time passes quickly, time passes slowly. Geography is something I have a natural aptitude for, relative positioning makes sense to me. Time, on the other hand, eludes me. I have no real sense of time; only a vague awareness of it.

People and places remain intact in my memory, events have carved their signature in the trunk of my being. Where these people, places and events are positioned in time depends on the context of consideration. The word parallax sums up my relationship with time.

Today time is passing in a leisurely fashion. Small tasks occupy me. Fresh bread has been baked and sits cooling on the counter. Dishes are washed, dried and put away. The swiss chard has been thinned. A small roast of beef is simmering in the cast iron dutch oven on the stovetop. Correspondence has been attended to, necessary telephone calls have been made.

Serenading this orchestra of domestic activity are the birds and the breeze whispering through the maple leaves just outside my window.

This morning, while thinning the swiss chard, a very loud humming sound suddenly began near my left ear. In case it was a stinging wasp, I remained still as stone, so as not to startle it into a fear reaction. To my surprise, a hummingbird came into view and hovered briefly in front of my face, before zipping away through the deck railing.

I've been offered two and half days work, at a relatively low wage. Notwithstanding the low wage, I would have to train for several days on my own time, and travel about 50 km a day to attend that training, at my own expense. The real bonus is that there will be not more than 7.5 days a year on offer for this position. I suspect that this is one of those jobs where one experiences a net loss, after expenses are accounted for. I've been with the company since last September and this is the first offer of "advancement" that they've offered me. Fooled me once...

This is probably one of those jobs our conservative government is boasting about creating; offered by a corporate body that boasts of being voted a "top employer". They did not ask for my vote. I'm showing up for the first day of training, just in case I've misjudged the situation, a rare but possible occurrence.

With "job" offers like this one, it is becoming necessary not to look for work! Little people like me just can not afford to subsidize corporate entities who are cutting, cutting, cutting to improve profits for their shareholders. Next thing you know they'll be asking me to take out a loan so that I can pay them directly for the hours I work! LOL

Seriously though, these offers of loss are so depressing that I'll have to stop putting my name in for work. The situation has become unbelievably ridiculous.

Attila has been painting the soffit and fascia of the house. It needed doing when we moved here more than six years ago. We have the luxury at last of attending to a cosmetic project, rather than a do-it-or-lose-it project. This is quite an accomplishment, as Attila has worked six day work weeks for years and managed to do most of the work on the house in the few hours of free time left to him after a long day at work. What a guy.

Earlier this week I visited Harriet and Caitrìona at Harriet's cottage. We had a lovely time, working on removing debris from the beach, clearing brush at Caitrìona's nearby property, taking a leisurely walk, watching movies together and even sitting in the sun for a bit.



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RECIPES :: Cast

Worldly Distractions
Lily of the Valley
The Shaded Garden: Lily of the Valley



On The Screen
Antonia's Line
Written and directed by
Marleen Gorris



Quote
"The report says about 70 per cent are working in part-time jobs, on contract, casual labour or self-employment."
Source: Costly frills at the summit



Weather
18 °C
Condition: Partly Cloudy
Pressure: 101.2 kPa
Visibility: 16 km
Temperature: 18.0°C
Dewpoint: 11.4°C
Humidity: 65 %
Wind: WNW 17 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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