Saturday, 20 October 2018
There have been moments these past few weeks when it has seemed to me that the world is on the brink of bursting into flames. Not the nuclear war that haunted my dreams 40 or 50 years ago, but one where climate change, cupidity and stupidity seem to have brought out the worst in most leaders and many ordinary folk.
There is a connection between this lovely plant and the difficult state of the world: vegetation. Plant, plant, plant: that would seem to be an answer to many problems from desertification to sweltering cities to rising CO2 levels. Not the complete answer, to be sure, but a partial one. And in this imperfect world, that's something.
Of course, it appears there's a caveat to be noted where burning bush trees are concerned. In milder climates that ours, they can can become invasive, and in Massachusetts and New Hampshire they're actually banned. Probably the lesson here is: we have to think about what we're doing and where we're going, even when we're pointed in the right direction.
Saturday, 13 October 2018
Fall is always a beautiful season here, with so many deciduous trees turning colour. I'd always known that, but four years ago I learned just how gorgeous the trees are. Until then, even with glasses, what I saw was basically a swirl of colour, not individual leaves. But, after much hesitation that ended when my optometrist asked if I was "still driving," I went in for a cataract examination.
As it turning out, my corrected vision wasn't that bad because of the way the cataracts were placed, but I was amazed at how much better I saw after the surgery. Each and every leaf! Landscapes as detailed as those painted by Canoletto! A very dirty kitchen floor!
Okay, I admit I wasn't too pleased at the last, and had to work several days to get the kitchen up to the standard I thought--pre-surgery--I was keeping. Spots on linoleum, fingermarks and scratches in paint are much more evident to me now.
But it's definitely worth that to be able to see the pointillist landscapes I see now, particularly as every leaf stands out. Wonderful--Canaletto and Klimt and Seurat naturally!
Saturday, 6 October 2018
It is Thanksgiving weekend in Canada, and tomorrow we'll have about 30 adults and 10 children (give or take a few) for a community supper. We provide turkeys, mashed potatoes and a few other basic things, and everyone else is invited to bring something they'd like to share with friends and family.
This year the youngest will be a bit older than 2 years, and the oldest are going to turn 90 this fall and winter. Not all are related to us, the majority belong to the extended family of friends that we've developed over the years here. We expect to have a good time, and eat and drink very well!
I am far from being a person of faith--any faith, particularly in these dark days when some folks to who claim to be religious are doing such terrible things--but I think it is a good thing to stop at least once a year and realize how much we have. Not to give thanks, exactly, but to realize that those of us who are so lucky have a duty to be generous, and to try to make the world a better place for everyone.
Hope your weekend is wonderful. Now, I've got to start cooking....