I was fascinated by this quotation posted by Wordporn. It’s from Plato’s symposium and it may explain a lot of the angst in this world. How often do we feel incomplete? Are we plagued with the sense that there is something missing in our lives? Do we find ourselves searching, reaching out, ever hoping to find […]
….or maybe it’s Saturday morning going up…. I took my daughter downtown to an early morning soccer practice last Saturday. As I drove home along King St., I took pictures, while stopped at various traffic lights along the way. Here they are. As you can see there are a lot of boom cranes around. Toronto
I live in the city, where parking is the equivalent of big game hunting!!! First, finding a parking space can be very dangerous. You drive down (or up) a busy main street simultaneously looking for parking spots on both sides of the street. This means that your head swings regularly from side to side and
It’s always an interesting diversion to muse about names – why certain names are popular at certain times and in certain places, for example. I’ve been reading Middlemarch by George Eliot. I’m at the middle of the book and it is almost the middle of March – how is that for irony 🙂 Anyway there
Desperate for a blog topic this morning, I went to a few “word of the day” sites, because they are often wonderful idea generators. I prefer the site, wordthing.com, because it’s easy to navigate, has a clean clear format and keeps a list of the previous six or seven words offered. Their word for today, however,
I mentioned in another blog post that I was waiting for the return of Persephone!! I don’t know why I say that I don’t read Fiction or Fantasy, I love mythology!! One of my favourite myths is how the seasons came to be or the story of Demeter and Persephone. This all happened a long
OK, I know that St. Patrick is the patron saint of Ireland. Why, everyone in the world knows that St. Patrick is the patron saint of Ireland. The irony here is, that for all the years that I have endured my sprawling, pugilistic, Irish Catholic family, I have never been invited to walk in the
It took me a while today to come up with an idea for a blog. In fact I really don’t actually have an idea as yet, but I have an idea to write a list of ideas – does that make sense? I’ve spent about an hour going through some blogging communities that I spend
On one of my walks through the cemetery last week, I took some pictures. It was a brilliantly sunny day, so the trees cast some amazing shadows. I happen to love shadows. They often say more than the actual structure that’s casting the shadow. Here they are – I particularly liked this one because it
I went for a three mile walk on Friday. It was -13ºC, but it was brilliantly sunny with no wind. There, I had to qualify my walk or people might think that I’m more than a little insane. Somehow I couldn’t just say that I didn’t mind walking, even though it was bitterly cold. Maybe
