Where Did August Go?

Monday Morning, August 29th, 2016 — 24°C / 75°F & Bright sun shining through humid atmosphere beneath a mostly cloudy sky at the moment in our little corner of Atlantic Canada @ 12:14 pm—

Spectacular Sky.
Friday Evening – Filling our gas tank just before 8 pm – We were facing a really spectacular sky. I think I captured a decent portion of that here-

— We’re getting ready for Cathi’s daughter’s Wedding – Went and had some Viet Namese noodles and a darned good chicken rice dish, then went to top off the gas tank – hopefully before the larcenous gas dealers up here raised their weekend prices through the roof – And saw some spectacular cloud formations – like the one above.

Spiralling art installaation.
From Saturday the 27th, This spiraling circular artistic expression is behind the Beaverbrook Art Gallery in Fredericton is by Dennis Oppenheim and titled, “Arriving Home”.

— You can probably see what used to be a train bridge in the center of the circle. That bridge has been reworked with a wooden deck and become part of the extensive system of walking trails around the city of Fredericton, and throughout New Brunswick. You can probably walk or bicycle from all corners of this province to all other cities and points of interest along the way on those trails.

St John River, looking North and East.
Looking North East across the St John River from a walking trail behind the Beaverbrook Art Gallery.

— I remember a friend talking about art classes and how a line like the fence in this photograph would pull the viewer right into the photo or the painting. Saturday was a beautiful summer day with lower humidity than the previous week and a sky like the ones I used to appreciate in my summers in Vermont as a teenager visiting my grandparents.

Glaciated rocks on the bank of the St John River.
I’ve come to appreciate glaciated rocks up here since I came to visit and then applied for permanent residence and then citizenship. Here’s some of those glaciated rocks, I think.

— There were large chunks of lighter coloured glaciated rocks defining a boundary and discouraging four-wheelers from wrecking the grass inside a park in Arnprior, Ontario, where we used to live.

"Fine German Bankery".
And this is a “Fine German Bakery” that also advertises Viet Namese goodies. We never noticed this bakery before road crews and other construction workers have been working on the road and a now-vacant lot just east of here (Just out of the photo to the left).

— And, walking around town on Saturday afternoon we noticed a couple things we missed before, like this “Fine German Bakery”.

— And this is probably enough for now –

~~~~~ Jim

If it’s Friday – this must be, um – What?

Friday, March 18, 2016 — //  0˚C / 32˚F @ 5:00 pm  // Today would have been my father’s 90th birthday. (Nancy did the math) 🙂 —

Early Morning look toward Canada Street.
7:13 am – Still Dark, & snowing ‘lightly’ there were a couple bursts of more determined snow falling, but mostly we had a snow-globe type of morning – one or two inches at most.

— We had our hungry morning customer looking for oats and I took a couple photos through the plastic on the porch- but they didn’t come out that well, so —

Early Morning Porch Lights.
Darkened porch, LED lights, snow in the yard. Looks like it should be a Haiku, but – & the funny thing is, I never noticed the lights reflected on the ceiling before I saw that here.
CBC "New Brunswick First"
“Soft Focus” – This is the south wall in the living room with our flat panel teevee showing the morning news program with its traffic cams and weather stuff. That’s the corner of Regent and Propsect Streets in Fredericton. I can’t read what city the weather snar is for up on the right side there. That may be the Westmorland Bridge over the St John River from the south side in the lower right hand corner. I never was a fan of red walls, this photo makes the wall look better than it does in ‘real life’ –

— The red LED clock below the television screen says it was 7:12 am. The time stamp on the photo said, 7:14 – The Morning news anchor on the CBC station said she saw vehicles that couldn’t get up the Regent Street hill this morning because it was too slippery – ice hiding beneath the snow –

— And, that’s probably enough for now. Although I might say that a plow must have come by and pushed just enough snow up at the end of our driveway that I went out around 5 pm to shovel it away so Cathi can get into the driveway easily when she gets here. Our neighbours drove away, heading toward town, rolled down the window – The husband asked, “How are you doing?” And the wife yelled, “I refuse to pick up the snow shovel again this year!”

— Have a nice weekend –,

~~~~~ Jim

Welcome To Atlantic Daylight Saving Time

Young deer
– 10:00 am Atlantic Daylight Savings Time – I think this is the new guy – The lone deer who acted like he or she was starving last week. (The one who stayed there and hungrily ate oats while I was clearing the snow off the van so Cathi could go to work & With a Crow complaining vociferously the whole time – squawking that he thought it was his time to get at the oats.)

— Monday. March 14th, 2016 — // -1˚C / +30˚F – with cool fresh air and bright sunshine at 10:42 am Atlantic Daylight Saving Time. // I think either today or yesterday is Dana Delaney’s birthday (The actress who played Colleen McMurphy on China Beach). —

— Yesterday I was impressed by how sweet and fresh the air smelled, blowing cool and sometime sounding a bit rogue and over-zealous. The wind blew a fairy heavy plywood surfaced pallet over, after it had knocked a plastic snow shovel down-

— This morning, as I was taking the garbage can out to the edge of the driveway, where it had been light already at 7:00 am on Saturday, it was still dark. I glanced down the hill to where our side street meets Canada Street, in time to see a bus pull to a stop and open its doors for a passenger who was standing there waiting for that. I was taken by the fact that it looked like such a relaxed bit of life, a bit of background colour from a movie that you would expect to be a happy romantic comedy after seeing that slice of life for an opening scene.

— This was after I woke up this morning feeling like I’d been communicating with an Angelic or Divine Personality Who had responded to my worries about Donald Trump giving license to angry bigots to act out their racist, almost neo-fascist attitudes in public — by assuring me that a critical number of people are beginning to realize that they don’t want the cut-throat competition and constant anxiety of being divided and conquered by those who have become deluded into believing they have a right to manipulate large numbers of the populace into the atmosphere of constant anxiety and fear.

— Maybe I should just have said that I woke up feeling like I had been assured that the social-political climate will become more about cooperation and friendly interaction than competition and anxiety over false claims that our resources are becoming depleted by the unemployed, lazy welfare recipients,  or foreigners/illegal aliens ‘taking our jobs away from us’. The days of rabid ‘Trumpish’ nationalism are soon to be over.

— Then this morning on CBC radio, there was a report about a trend in Vancouver, BC, where Real Estate prices are insanely high, and rent is just as astronomically over priced. A growing movement among the ‘millennials’ is communal living, Advertising ‘living space’ accompanied by descriptions of the type of community the people who already live in a particular building are trying to foster. They also said they were different from the ‘Hippy Communes’ of their grandparents [ gulp ] because they wanted to go somewhere in life, { implying that they do not want to just ‘drop out’ and try to spend their lives getting high on sex and drugs and rock and roll? }

— Then there was another segment on another CBC morning news program in which one guy was arguing that it’s time to get rid of the 8 months of Daylight Savings Time. He said the benefits of this system are only going to shop owners and most of them are the corporate mega stores. (?)

— And then somebody interviewed a Hollywood watch-dog / historic trend follower who listed several movies in which Hollywood seemed to be trying to warn their audiences that there was a real danger that the cult of personality was leading everybody down the slippery slope to fascism with Narcissistic Charismatic Leaders trying to run everybody lives. And when the interviewer asked, the historian said ‘there’s a little bit of Donald Trump in every one of those [bad guys].’ It was odd to hear them lump ‘The Manchurian Candidate’ in with ‘7 Days in May’ and ‘Meet John Doe’ and a couple other less well-known movies where, for instance media personalities were reaching for political power and, in one case asking, “So how do I get all those monkeys to vote for me?” —

— Yeah, I want to believe that things are getting better. And I wonder why I woke up so sure that this is exactly what will happen.

— hopefully yours –,

~~~~~ Jim

Yesterday’s Raccoon News In Lower Sackville, Nova Scotia?

Zen Corner through glass and plastic
“Zen Corner Through Glass And Plastic” – This photo was taken at about 9 am this morning through a porch window and its interior plastic shield – using a Samsung Galaxy II phone – not my usual Olympus Camera. —jim w—

— Tuesday Evening, March 8th, 2016 — // — Dark and -1˚C / +30˚F @ 7:45 pm in Atlantic Canada —

— I guess you can tell you live in a ‘Civilized’ area when last night’s Television News included the following:

— Tonight a Woman in Lower Sackville, Nova Scotia went to her Compost Bin and it Growled at Her —

— The culprit was a young and scruffy looking raccoon.

— I tried to find a photo of the scruffy young raccoon in the green plastic recycling bin via Twitter and became severely distracted by too much positive reinforcement going around – like:

Steve Jobs quoted.
I used to think Steve Jobs was a guy with a nasty temper who made fun of virgins and went to Apple Board Meetings barefoot and snarled at everybody. That’s the way he was portrayed in a teevee movie about the computer revolution – Just recently I discovered that he was a follower of Paramahansa Yogananda – a Yogi who gave away copies of “Autobiography of a Yogi” – Or did I just come here from a parallel world that’s not quite as positive as this place?
Michael Moore's ballot - he voted for Bernie Sanders.
Michael Moore voted for Bernie Sanders in a primary – Sounds good to me.

— There is way too much positive stuff in the ‘Tweet-Us-Sphere’ tonight. Most of it concerns women’s safety and equality – with a hashtag #InternationalWomensDay –

The Granddaughters of Witches who survived the burning times.
“We are the [Daughters and] Granddaughters of Witches You Couldn’t Burn”
Woman Protesting inequal wages.
PG Rated Message? 72% of equal wages for equal work might warrant a frustrated cuss word or two – & not everyone know how to say “Schnarr!”
Positive Quote
Nice, Positive Quote? — Unless you’ve been messed with to the point where you can’t stand anybody suggesting you should see the world their way, positive or not – But, hey, I got over that attitude years ago. 🙂

— And I left a lot of stuff out. There’s not enough room here to fill with all the good stuff on the internet tonight. Now that’s different –

~~~~~ Jim

New Year’s Day, 2016 :

Friday, January 1st, 2016 -( -1˚C / +30˚F — Mostly Cloudy, mostly grey – and ‘quiet’ @ 1:45 pm here in Atlantic Canada )-

Mostly cloudy sky with bare trees and a little bit of blue.
Looking up into the sky to the south and slightly east at 1:45 -ish pm on January 1st, 2016.

— I can’t remember the day or date. I was sitting in the waiting room of the Chrysler, Dodge, Jeep & Ram dealership in our Canadian town, just beyond the Capital Region’s official border. Our town was mostly suburban in character with a few ‘high rises’, none of which reached 10 stories high, several of them subsidized for the aged and partially handicapped, and most of them just off the main roads through town. There were a lot of farms just outside the town’s limits.

— The weathered man came into the waiting room while I was trying to adjust my posture to lean back against the wall just right to relieve the strain on my arthritis pained back and neck. I guessed he was a farmer – dressed in working clothes and boots, weathered face and gnarled hands – he carried himself with the toughness of somebody who had worked hard all his life and the tenderness of a man who loved to watch crops and animals grow. I thought the worry in his expression was due to the idea that he thought he should be tending crops or livestock instead of sitting around, waiting for his car or truck to undergo scheduled maintainance of have something replaced that had worn out.

— He smiled at me like he was someone who was relieved to have company- “That your Jeep I saw out there?”

— I nodded, “We got a good deal, leased it – I guess they were having trouble making their sales quota that summer because they included a lot of free maintainance with almost everything covered-”

— He smiled to himself and nodded, “I kept my old Jeep together with so many parts from cheap parts cars that the inspectors didn’t know what to call it- I bought in new one year, replaced fenders, headlights and just about everything else with parts from jeeps as much as ten years different- They always went with the original year when I showed them the ownership papers from way back.” He smiled like somebody who was fondly remembering a favorite hunting dog or companion he sorely missed.

— I winced and tried to move my back just right to relieve the pain that was beginning to sting between two of my arthritic spinal vertebrae

— He looked through me, nodded like he recognized the symptoms of living with the usual processes of aging and not exactly living a sedentary life. He looked away and wrinkled his forehead and looked back at me. He looked like he wanted to say something and hoped I was the kind of person who might appreciate what he had to say.

— I have no idea how people with similar philosophies recognize each other, or how people with controversial views take the chance that someone they’ve never seen before might share those views, but he made the leap, nodded, “Yup- I worked as a head mechanic for a GM dealership for many years – and one year my shop won a prize for best customer satisfaction in our district, so they sent me to Detroit, all expenses paid, to this high powered convention where a lot of mechanics were there and one of their big vice presidents came out and stood in front of several concept vehicles and new models that were about to go on display at a kind of yearly tour of shiny new advances in the automotive industry – This Vice President fellow sure did know how to talk, to tell us about how lucky we were to work for General Motors and how their big corporate plans had all been made with people like us in mind – and when he finished, he invited us all to come up and get a look under the hoods of all these shiny new cars and see what we would probably be working on in the near future.

— “Well, I got up there and I was looking into the engine of this brand spankin new family vehicle when I noticed something, and realized that this one part that was critical to engine performance and safety was made out of plastic – The Vice President was right there beside me and he smiled and asked me, ‘What do you think?’ I pointed to that part and said, “These have always been made of metal, this here is plastic, it’s gonna wear out too soon -” and the man looked angry – he sneered at me and said, ‘Do you like your job? Do you want to keep working for us? I’m paying somebody two million dollars a year to come up with ideas like that so you have a job!’-” The man I’d thought was a farmer looked deeply troubled, like he’d borne that weight on his conscience for way too long and still did not know how he felt about working for a corporation whose ethics and business practices were nothing like ‘honest’ or ‘above reproach’.

— I nodded, having worked for companies that rewarded unethical supervisors with yearly bonuses and pats on the back, myself. I walked away from that. But I never had a family depending on me and he was wearing a worn wedding ring on his gnarled left hand.

— Even now, several years later, I wish I could have thought of something, said something to him that could ease his conscience, convince him that he did not share in the responsibility for needlessly manipulating millions of car buyers into constant debt for way too long so corporate big wigs could suck on contraband cigars and laugh all the way to their banks – He was just as much a victim as anyone who bought one of those over hyped over priced, sabotaged vehicles – whose planned obsolescence might not just cost anybody who bought one more money than they needed to spend, but could also put their lives and health in jeopardy.

— I still feel his pain.

= = = = =

— The blogger checks himself in the mirror before he gives his web recording video camera its last check and then positions himself against the green background where his intricately well-timed images will change behind his ‘talking head’ face while he reads his carefully planned and timed words. The first image projected is that of machine gun carrying, armored and face masked US soldiers standing around in Times Square with their fingers very near their triggers, ready – as New Years Eve crowds allow themselves to be patted down before they step into highly controllable groups confined to highly controllable areas : The blogger pushes his record button counts to himself, and,

 “- About Last Night –

— “Do Not take my word for anything, but : –

— “Last night on Coast to Coast a.m. – George “Hollywood” Noory – continued a tradition by having ‘everyday’ people call in from all around the world and give their predictions for what they expect to happen in this coming new year.

— “I was in and out of sleep but what I heard leads me to believe that a lot of people believe that between now and the spring, the evil, militaristic, manipulating muther fupping Fascists will make their move to try to convince everybody on this planet that they need to surrender all freedom and submit to the ‘security’ agenda of the ‘anti-terrorist’ [ read that ‘Anti-Christ’ ] elitists who have been working behind the scenes since at least the end of World War II – when ‘good amerikan’ megala-maniacal control freaks imported Nazi war criminals to help them target, train, and then activate ‘Manchurian Candidate’ type victims to hypnotically act out their orders and commit mass murder and other terrorist crimes against innocent people inside the USA as well as inside most other countries in this world.

— “The nasties have already convinced a lot of mass hypnosis victims that Unions are the evil tools of the enemy of civilization – and everything else worth living for in the ‘free’ world – which is anything but free these days. -”

— He pushes the ‘stop recording’ button, takes a breath and wonders if he is doing the right thing or voluntarily sticking his head inside a noose.

= = = = =

Farmer with scythe.
A farmer with a scythe.

There was a farmer who grew excellent quality corn. Every year he won the award for the best grown corn. One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew it. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors. “How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are entering corn in competition with yours each year?” the reporter asked.

“Why sir,” said the farmer, “Didn’t you know? The wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow inferior corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow good corn, I must help my neighbors grow good corn.”

So is with our lives… Those who want to live meaningfully and well must help enrich the lives of others, for the value of a life is measured by the lives it touches. And those who choose to be happy must help others find happiness, for the welfare of each is bound up with the welfare of all…

= = = = =

I Ching Jukebox
“I Ching Jukebox” by Geneve Blue, has been available in a Kindle Edition since at least last July. Amazon dot com may be severely overcharging for Kindle editions, check carefully before you click.
Unions 4 Workers
“All Economics are Voodoo Economics – and Societies function at their most prosperous levels when everyone is guaranteed the food and shelter they need to live a decent life and the ‘disadvantaged’ know their futures are secure and good people will make sure that everyone’s children are supplied with everything they need to grow up happy and healthy and in love with learning.” – TaleRocker Talxalot
FDR quote
“The top 1% / The Elitists who coin phrases like “The Great Unwashed” ARE the Anti-Christ.” – Douglas Jay Otterson
Photo of a grey sky with pigeons on a roof.
“Grey Sky With Pigeons” January 1st, 2016, 1:45 pm -ish.

— Happy New Year –,

~~~~~ Jim


Nice Day To Vote – & Some Cathing Up –

Saturday, October 10th, 2015 -( 9˚C / 48˚F — Clear, Bright, Sunny and Breezy — A bit nippy —@ 4:53 pm in this little corner of Atlantic Canada )-  It’s my nephew, Westley’s Birthday, and his father, Mike’s Birthday today.

Marysville Baptist Church
This is what the Marysville Baptist Church looked like after we voted this afternoon – Saturday, October 10th, 2015.

— The News Media warned us yesterday, So many Canadians were turning out for ‘Advanced Polling’ that many had to wait as long as 2 hours and quite a few people were upset that only one polling booth was open at each advanced polling location. As we approached the front door of the Marysville Baptist Church, which will be open for our advanced voting for 4 days – yesterday, today, tomorrow and Monday – from noon to 8 pm local time – A smiling woman we’d never met before came out of the building, almost walked past us, quickly caught the door before it closed and held it for us, happily telling us “It only took two minutes – Um, the line was about fifteen minutes long -” We thanked her, smiled back – Yes, smiling is contagious – and thought, “Yes, I love New Brunswick people.”

— There was an older man with a slight hearing problem checking to be sure we had proper I.D. before waving us through to stand in the line behind something like twenty people while three volunteers were again checking I.D.s, crossing names off their lists of registered voters, handing paper ballots to voters – one at a time – and occasionally making sure of things, like the older woman who had to sit down in a chair knew where her place in the line was, and the younger gentleman who was out of line talking animatedly to a couple he obviously knew and knew well, and liked – knew where his place in line was and wasn’t trying to jump ahead of anybody.

— A woman ( best guess – she was probably in her thirties or forties ) looked like she was in a hurry, came in after we did, quizzed the older man checking I.D.s at his table outside the church gymnasium – “Is the line always this long? You only have one polling booth? Why do you have only one booth? Okay, I’m coming back later -” and she left. The older man called after her, “It might be worse later, I’ve seen this line almost out the door -” But she waved him away and hurried back outside.

— The man immediately in front of us came back out and basically asked the older man checking I.D.s the same questions and then grumbled, “It’s almost as if they want to discourage us from voting.” The current ‘Government’/regime has rushed through a 1984 double speak type bill called “The Fair Elections Act” or something very close to that. The bill – which was passed into law – took a lot of power away from Elections Canada – and severely limited their ability to investigate claims of election fraud, among other new limitations imposed upon the agency which is supposed to insure fair and honest elections.  — The Harper ‘Government’ has also had a lot of its party members convicted of Election Fraud – such as setting up “Robo-Calls” to deliver mis-information to voters not likely to vote for their party’s candidates. Quite a few members of the Harper ‘Government’ have been investigated and charged with not just questionable ethics, but outright illegal practices, claiming travel expenses to homes in distant provinces they never visited, claiming residence in various provinces when they actually lived in the Ottawa area, writing $90,000.00 + cheques that looked way too much like a bribe to keep a sitting Senator from squawking about a bill that may or may not have been fraudulently submitted, depending on what the final ruling will be in a situation where Senate Ethics were so vague that teams of lawyers couldn’t agree on what was or wasn’t allowed. And then there was a stream of minor stuff, like submitting fraudulent claims for travel expenses, demanding five star hotel services, submitting incredible invoices like $16.00 for a glass of orange juice – complaining that snacks in their first class airplane compartment were served too cold and on broken crackers.

— But anyway, back in the line, waiting to cast a ballot in the advanced voting line – One woman began to fill out a ‘feedback’ form that was supposed to be feedback on accessibility, one of the volunteers brought a chair over so the woman could sit down if she wanted – Then one senior citizen, wondering why there was only one polling booth pointed to two women sitting at a table with signs up declaring that this table was for Registering to Vote, and wondered what they were doing there. Nobody spoke to the man in the sort of derisive tones I have expected to hear, ( like, “Read the sign, you moron, they’re here to register people who haven’t registered yet.” ) and I was happy to see that everybody was courteous and friendly and nobody was belligerent –

— And there were several young children running around the gym, playing tag, getting down and rolling around on the floor – one girl who was probably about five years old told a boy who around the same age that she wanted him to ask her to marry him. One of the younger voters behind us laughed and quietly said, “Woa – I bet she’s going to be trouble in a few years.”

— We were happy to see that maybe half the people in line, especially those behind us, appeared to be young adults, from the 18 to 24 year old group which has a bad record for turning out to vote – about 38% of those eligible to vote actually voted in the last Federal Election.

— But the line moved more quickly than we expected and we were in and out in less than half an hour. And watching the kids run around and make happy noises while we waited in line was a definite plus.

— One note I might add: Concerning Polls – Two networks: CTV and CBC – one of them says their polls indicate that if everyone voted the way they responded to pollsters – The Liberal Party would win the most seats, about ten more than the second place Conservatives. The other one had opposite results, projecting that the Conservatives would have their candidates elected in about ten more ‘ridings’ than the Liberals would. Both polling outfits count the NDP (New Democratic Party) in 3rd place right now, one network says the NDP has the approval of about 23% of those polled and the other network says the NDP would get about 26.5% of the votes, if everybody actually cast their ballots according to what they told the pollsters. One network says the NDP is gaining support right now, the other one says the NDP is losing support these days.

— Cathi shrugged last night and told me, “The thing about polls – is – nobody thought the NDP had a prayer in the provincial elections in Alberta last spring, and they won that one handily. Nobody saw that coming.”

— And another thing — The Niqab ‘issue’ — This one really baffles me. The Prime Minister is getting so much traction from this non issue that he’s promising to ban Federal Employees from wearing Niqabs or serving anybody who is wearing one, claiming this is a security issue. WHAT??? – People in Quebec have been having fun this since the ruling went down that the Supreme Court said it was a person’s right to vote with her (or his) face covered, as long as the identity of that person was confirmed. The Prime Minister’s Office tried to object to that ruling but got nowhere. One guy in Montreal voted wearing clown make up. A woman somewhere in Quebec voted wearing a burlap sack over her head with eye slits open. There have been others who voted wearing masks.

— I can’t wait to see a Facebook Page: “Idiots Against Niqabs” – Bet’cha it “goes viral” –


& Now a few photos:

Autmn leaves behind the Church Parking lot.
Local people say the Autumn Leaves are late in turning this year. Some blame Climate Change, some shrug it off and say something like, “The weather has been weird this year, it stayed warm longer than usual,” and aren’t ready to ‘buy into’ ‘Global Warming’ or ‘Climate Change’ just yet.
More Autmn leaves on trees beyond the church parking lot.
Here’s another shot of trees beyond the same church parking lot as the leaves are turning.
Work on a section of road that was washed out in floods
This shot, taken on October sixth from the passenger’s seat in our dodge van as we drove Cathi’s daughter back to the airport so she could fly home to the Toronto area, shows a lot of progress in repairing a section of the vital highway between Fredericton and its airport, where water from an unprecedented deluge – rushing in a flooded stream – didn’t feel like waiting to squeeze through a culvert that was much too narrow – The water pushed the culvert, and a lot of ‘earth’ – several meters East – taking the road surface with it. This scene was much more spectacular the day we picked our visitor up from the airport, but I was too busy enjoying her company and didn’t even think of grabbing the camera and recording the newsworthy event. Bad Me….

— I better quit here and post this before I reach 100,000 words in a single post.–,


~~~~~ Jim

Half Past September?

Friday, September 18th, 2015 -( 26˚C / 79˚F — Warm and quiet with darkness approaching @ 7:30 pm in Atlantic Canada )-

Cathi and Greg admiring Greg's handmade breadboard.
Cathi and Greg looking at a handmade bread board that Greg just gave us during his visit with his sister on a whirlwind tour of The Maritimes –

— My long time best friend Greg and his sister Nina stayed with us for a couple nights during their vacation and sightseeing trip around New Brunswick, Prince Edward Island and a little bit of Nova Scotia this week. Before they left Greg rolled out a blanket and showed us the beautiful hand-made bread boards and cribbage boards he designs and creates and brings with him to flea markets where he sells them and takes special orders – Then he surprised us by asking Cathi to pick one and keep it as a gift. She chose a round one made of a dark-ish wood that almost matches the dark cherry stain she likes a lot.

Corner of a blanket with Some handmade breadboards and cribbage boards.
One small corner of the blanket with the round bread board that Cathi chose and hints of some of Greg’s other work.

— We haven’t traveled south to visit the United States much in the past several years. I think I dashed down alone myself twice last year, once to see my sister and mother and family and friends as mom and my sister dashed around New England on March Break as they visited from Alaska, and once in July I think, to finally empty out a storage unit with stuff that I’d been storing since 2002, when mom sold the old hacienda and moved to Alaska and I packed everything I could into an old hatchback Chevy Corsica and drove to Ontario to apply for extended visitor status, then permanent residence and then dual citizenship to be with Cathi, who had captured my heart and imagination without trying :).

— Wow- I explained some of that to Greg’s sister and relived the first glimpse I had of my beautiful ‘amour fou’ after we’d communicated through the internet and then over the phone for a couple of years, read each other’s creative writing and trouble-shot each other’s web site editing. Yup, I lost my heart with our first hug and I still think my brain went out looking for my heart and never found its way back — That might explain a few things.

— But reconnecting with Greg and his sister, even if we didn’t have enough time to sit down and catch up on everything that’s happened around us in the past 45 years – (yikes-) started a few creative juices flowing and connected a few dots that gave me the jolt I needed to figure out what might be missing in the huge and incredibly rambling/meandering novel I’ve been writing since 1968 — Funny how connecting with friends can give us the nudge we need to see past problematic obstacles like silly plot twists that either have to go or might be explained completely elegantly by an infusion of insight triggered by unexpected events and happy conversations with friends whose subtle influence and presence in our lives was something we didn’t realize we’d missed so badly.

— insert big happy smiling face here —

~~~~~ Jim

Don’t Vote For Anyone Who:

Don’t Vote For Anyone Who:

— Believes they answer to some human being ‘higher’ than you.

— Believes they know better than you do how you should live your life.

— Believes there is any such thing as ‘The Great Unwashed”.

— Looks down their noses at any Religion.

— Looks down their noses at any nationality.

— Looks down their noses at any group of people.

— Looks down their noses at anyone.

— If you get the idea, add your own lines to this.


~~~~~ Jim

Cathi Delivered Her Painting to the New Community Centre

Wednesday, August 5th, 2015.

The new Community Center, which began its life as something like the Alex Gibson School in Marysville, New Brunswick, which has been incorporated into Fredericton – will open tomorrow, Thursday.

School Turned Community Centre
We were happy when we first saw new signs of life around the Alex (?) Gibson School off Canada Street in the Marysville Section of Fredericton. We saw kids playing, people improving the gardens, and then learned the building was being turned into a Community Centre – Which is something both Cathi and I dar-dreamed -without telling each other- that we’d do if we hit the lottery.

Today Cathi delivered a painting of hers to the new Community Centre, in time for Tommorow’s opening ceremonies.

Cathi at the Community Centre
Cathi, with her latest painting in a fabric shopping bag over her shoulder, paused to let me take this photograph in front of the Community Centre.
Cathi on the stairs in front of the Community Centre
We paused to appreciate the building and to read the sign over the front door that told us the name the school had gone by.
Painting in old classroom
We got tour of the new Community Centre, This classroom has a painting of somebody who looks like Winnie The Pooh Welcoming students (and now us?) to Mrs Hudson’s ‘Hive’.
Map Of Canada painted on a gymnasium wall.
The School’s Gymnasium was already seeing use by somebody teaching Ju Jitsu – and there was this nice map of Canada on the Gymnasium wall.

Cathi is off all week, we’re planning to come back tomorrow for at least part of the opening ceremonies.

— Today was interesting and fun 🙂

~~~~~ Jim