The Scent of Honeysuckle

This morning optimism hangs in the air like the scent of honeysuckle on a hot humid day. Why? That is unknown. Sometimes things just are the way they are, and the reasons present themselves in their own time and place.

Yesterday the high speed Internet bill arrived in the mail. The young phone-answering employee at Rogers had told me that our account was a rare, unlimited usage account. I did not take him at his word though, and have been waiting for the bill to see for myself. We have been viewing programs on Netflix, so that our usage has been high for the last month. Our bill has not changed. We will continue viewing Netflix on the computer.

The advantages to Netflix are multiple, in our situation. We have only basic television service, so that most of the programs are of little interest, or are aired at inconvenient times. Netflix allows us to view programs we like at our discretion, in our own time. Netflix allows more selection; their catalogue of programs is extensive enough that we have been able to find programs of interest on a regular basis.

The only disadvantage we have found with Netflix on the computer is that the sound is often very low, making it difficult to hear and follow some of the dialogue. A set of speakers would resolve this issue, so we will begin research to purchase them at a future date.

On a sombre note, Lares grandfather is quite ill. We are thinking of Lares and his family.

The weather remains capricious. We are expecting a storm this afternoon, and luckily neither Attila or I need drive far. In grade school, the pictures in the classroom for March included a little girl with rubber boots, an umbrella that was blown inside out and hair blown horizontal across her face. It isn’t as if we weren’t expecting windy, stormy weather!

This seems like a song written for March in the North; just guessing because I don’t understand the language. The landscape is spring-like, floating ice, warm coats…

Worldly Distractions

Weather

-3 °C
Condition: Mostly Cloudy
Pressure: 102.8 kPa
Visibility: 16 km
Temperature: -3.0°C
Dewpoint: -9.9°C
Humidity: 59 %
Wind: ESE 18 gust 35 km/h
Wind Chill: -9

Quote

“There is only one optimist. He has been here since man has been on this earth, and that is “man” himself. If we hadn’t had such a magnificent optimism to carry us through all these things, we wouldn’t be here. We have survived it on our optimism.”
Edward Steichen

Notes

Optimism

“hopefulness and confidence about the future or the successful outcome [unspecified]”

Expectation

“a belief that someone will or should achieve something [specified]”

Edward Steichen

“Edward J. Steichen (March 27, 1879 – March 25, 1973) was an American photographer, painter, and art gallery and museum curator. He was the most frequently featured photographer in Alfred Stieglitz’ groundbreaking magazine Camera Work during its run from 1903 to 1917. Steichen also contributed the logo design and a custom typeface to the magazine. In partnership with Stieglitz, Steichen opened the “Little Galleries of the Photo-Secession”, which was eventually known as 291, after its address.”
Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Steichen

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4 Responses to The Scent of Honeysuckle

  1. Sil in Corea says:

    Sometimes the signs of spring are very subtle, such as a change in the colour of the twigs from grey-black to a reddish-brown, as if they are becoming warmer or getting a bit of a tan. 😉

  2. Maggie says:

    Sil, is it the same in Corea? I recognize the subtle signs you describe, here in Ontario, Canada; probably the same as Maine, USA. I’ve no idea about Corea though.

  3. Kate says:

    Every year I think I notice some willow tree branches have turned red, and then think I’ve imagined it. Maybe I haven’t!

  4. Maggie says:

    So it is in Saskatchewan! The tips of the maple branches took on a reddish tinge a couple of weeks ago here.