Sun, warm, and rain and the majority of the snowbanks have gone away.
Dogs were promenading in their new haircuts. People on bikes, trikes, longboards, razors, on motorcycles, scooters or in convertibles. Singers were out busking with guitars. People carrying bouquets or sitting on patios inside the new bird song.
down the street…
in the bank’s planter—
more cigarette butts
than tulip buds
Quote: “Become so wrapped up in something that you forget to be afraid.” – Lady Bird Johnson
Cube Gallery has a bit of a surreal scene with a fiery snow hill and meteor both en route and arrived at the house roof. Santa is parachuting in. Just out of shot is that one of the snowmen is carrying a hatchet.
Also seen around town: A man paused to look in the florist window. His dog looked around and saw sticks, bushes and plants and lifted a leg. Man noticed and hastened dog away in time. Well done, dog owners. You’re the hero the florist will never know crossed its threshold.
Did I mention here the couple who fell in love over chocolate, then created Cylie Chocolatier on Dalhousie. Great story of them at CBC.
I updated the CKCU links to LitLand shows here including the animated interview with Marco Fraticelli.
Quote: “Writing is thinking. To write well is to think clearly. That’s why it’s so hard.” ― David McCullough
So this is winter. What have we done? The shovel and the shove of snow by the old ones has begun.
Another bank higher and a new one, what fun.
finding a certain traction
Just a little snow on the trail. Keep pedalling
- Stellae Boreales kids classical concert is just one of many Christmas in Ottawa events. Now that we have snow, the season can start. It has my permission.
snow falls from snowfall.
peek a tree
on a similar note
- And on a different note, make your own Tudor costumes, or make a flat cap? I feel like they must come from hat trees. Make one’s own hat. Imagine that. What else could boost happiness? 10 things
Quote: “To write is to think and to live — even to pray.” ~ Thomas Merton wrote in 1958 in his journal
And then what happened?
She lay on her side of glass and napped as well.
The world’s oldest animal is the quahog unless you could sponges.
What is “universal” human cognition on fairness and dimension isn’t. “The content of our thoughts and their process are intertwined.” In British Columbia Henrich, Heine, and Norenzayan took some standardized tests to other cultures. “studying the cognitive development of folkbiology in urban children would seem the equivalent of studying ‘normal’ physical growth in malnourished children.”
I was going to write a long 13-idea post, but then my flex-spots that a re large enough to synthesize something complex filled up to basically next Tuesday. And my shoulder’s back to being a mess for extended typing anyway. I don’t know what’s up with the leg and foot cramps either. Body is chattery as a parrot and makes half the sense. I’d love to have cat-pounce-on-laser pointer energy. Ah well, back at it.
Quote: “The first obligation of the writer is to be interesting. To be interesting; not to change the world.” — John Barth