May 25

No, I did not greet May 25 as Towel Day, though I knew of that designation by fans of Douglas Adams. Rather, I was appreciating the clear water I was drawing, through the pipes, from the well. This was probably prompted by the pictures I saw of the cracked surfaces of drought stricken areas, a few days before. However, at supper time the radio announcer ran an excerpt from a speech by Douglas Adams in honour of Towel Day. Here is the little blip:
This is rather as if you imagine a puddle waking up one morning and thinking, 'This is an interesting world I find myself in - an interesting hole I find myself in - fits me rather neatly, doesn't it? In fact it fits me staggeringly well, must have been made to have me in it!' This is such a powerful idea that as the sun rises in the sky and the air heats up and as, gradually, the puddle gets smaller and smaller, it's still frantically hanging on to the notion that everything's going to be alright, because this world was meant to have him in it, was built to have him in it; so the moment he disappears catches him rather by surprise. I think this may be something we need to be on the watch out for.                                                                             


Happy Towel Day.

Dirt while sipping coffee

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=lhHmCdNqLOo                                       
This morning, on waking up, I was presented with a mug of coffee and a video (link shown above). The video shows a promo on an upcoming creation, Dirt, by The Soulpepper Academy. One of  the young theatre artists/graduates is Courtney. The preview was last evening with the sold out opening on May 22. Meanwhile, in Fredericton, and last evening too, Courtney's niece, Isabel had her Dance Concert. Isabel is at the early learning phase.

The Dance Concert too was a sold out event and was entertaining to not only parents and grandparents but mainly. Part of the course from Cute to Career. All in the Dirt of Canada.

In Fredericton,May 17

It was not the usual long drive as it didn't feel that long. I think when 2 oldies are accompanied by a young adult, alchemy takes place. Thanks Sarah.

The Grandfather's Clock on Mothers' Day

It was elegantly done and Bill Richardson succeeded, on Mothers' day, to introduce the male armature by way of a historical clock that he had bought. It was 240 years old and taller than Bill by a foot. When you open the fly or the flap there is the pendulum and the 2 weights which are wound up and descend through the week. Amid the chimes and tick tock, Bill had daughters talked of fathers and wives of husbands. Very nicely done. I shall look forward to see what CBC will present on Fathers' day.

Around my place

the dandelions complicate my vista. In early spring the snowdrops, at less than 6 inches, can be enjoyed against the greening ground. Then the daffodils bloom and engage the eye which lifts to delight on the forsythia. Now the dandelions are showing here, there and everywhere. A bouquet of dandelions in one place can be very attractive but it is this free for all habit of the plant that is so disquieting. I am not going to be suckered into an all out eradication program. Summer is too short. Damn weed.

May 1, what shall I do?

It is that time of the year: sunshine and moderate warmth is such a call to get going and lean into the Spring. I do know a few things I want to do and one I have done. I have put kale and collard seeds into the pellets. These leafy greens are easy to grow. In April I was introduced to the making of sourdough flat bread. Am quite taken with both the process and the product. Done the flat bread 4 times.

Now I am thinking of trying to make a sourdough loaf which requires more starter than I have on hand. So I have to make some sourdough starter. The loaf shape bread is more bothersome to cook but does allow for the making of traditional sandwiches. Personally, I do like the quickness of baking the flat bread.

What other things? Isabel's dance and so forth.