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Here are a few of my favorite online haunts:

REALTOR.ca
[This is the site I visit to fantasize about living in Toronto again, which is almost every single day during the winter]

Jonathan Cainer's Zodiac Forecasts
[This is where I visit in the morning, when I need a positive spin on things past, present and future.]

Living Local
[This is where I go to see what Canadians are up to, sometimes I even buy things from the businesses listed there.]

Environment Canada Weather
[This is the site I visit every morning, and before every road trip during the winter]

Well, well, well. Here I am. Is this the eye of the storm? All around me the world is whirling in circles. Everyone seems to be going somewhere, fast. Blurred activity scours the surface of life, leaving striations hinting at direction. And me, well, by all visible accounts I am moving slowly, bare feet firmly planted, watching the target of my next step, moving with the maelstrom. I am doing nothing important, but somehow it does not feel that way. Increasingly I hear the suggestion of distance footsteps, other feet, other lives, moving slowly. I do not really understand what I hear, what I feel. I do understand that it feels right.

The project I have been working on has been completed and arrived by UPS today. McKittrick’s in London, Ontario, have, on very short notice, performed a small miracle. Great customer service, truly above and beyond, a reasonable price and the finished product is beautiful.

Part of my day was spent clearing out all the old cheques and forms from old and abandoned bank accounts. We burn these types of documents, usually to get a campfire going. As well, a tall stack of expired catalogues is now by the door, ready to be taken out to the blue box.

Mist is enjoying her summer. Last Saturday night she appeared at our door during the night, with another trophy, another dead mouse. Our company slept blissfully through the entire adventure, which I found surprising because Mist’s bragging yowl is very high volume. We are hoping that is the last of them, but I am sure Mist has other ideas about that.

Attila is enjoying a more relaxed existence, now that the last of this years urgent home repair projects is completed. We are enjoying our evenings together. At some point we will have to get back at the non-crucial projects, but for now we are taking advantage of our time together.

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ray of sunshine on the window sill

Afternoon Sun

By the Easy Chair
"Both men specialized in a kind of monologue that could only be referred to as a rant..."
from Away
by Jane Urquhart, page 246

Weather
Clear
Temp 21°C
Pressure 101.4 kPa
Visibility 10 km
Humidity 75 %
Humidex 26
Dewpoint 17°C
Wind SE 4 km/h

Page by Page: A Woman's Journal
Photography
Poetry
by Maggie Turner

Canadian Maggie Turner writes and publishes poetry, photography, and a personal journal online. Her work reflects the current way of life in Canada, embracing Canada's past, present, and future in a unique portrayal of everyday life. Maggie's voice is one of the many that actively depict the rich diversity of Canadian culture.

Photography: "a term which comes from the Greek words photos (light) and graphos (drawing). A photograph is made with a camera by exposing film to light in order to create a negative. The negative is then used in the darkroom to print a photograph (positive) onto light-sensitive paper.
Source: University of Arizona Glossary

Poetry: "a form of speech or writing that harmonizes the music of its language with its subject. To read a great poem is to bring out the perfect marriage of its sound and thought in a silent or voiced performance. At least from the time of Aristotle's Poetics, drama was conceived of as a species of poetry."
Source: Creative Studios

Journal: " "Though a journal may be many things - a treasury, a storehouse, a jewelry box, a laboratory, a drafting board, a collector's cabinet, a snapshot album, a history, a travelogue..., a letter to oneself - it has some definable characteristics. It is a record, an entry-book, kept regularly, though not necessarily daily.... Some (entries) will be nearly illegible, written in the dark in the middle of the night.... Not only is it a record for oneself, but of oneself. Every memorable journal, any successful journal, is honest. Nothing sham, phony, false...." (Dorothy Lambert from Ken Macrorie's book, Writing to be Read )
A journal is a way to keep track of your thoughts about what you read... as well as what you did on any given day."
Source: Journal Writing

A Blog is an online journal created by server side software, often hosted by a commercial interest.

"The term "weblog" was coined by Jorn Barger[4] on 17 December 1997. The short form, "blog," was coined by Peter Merholz, who jokingly broke the word weblog into the phrase we blog in the sidebar of his blog Peterme.com in April or May 1999.[5][6][7] Shortly thereafter, Evan Williams at Pyra Labs used "blog" as both a noun and verb ("to blog," meaning "to edit one's weblog or to post to one's weblog") and devised the term "blogger" in connection with Pyra Labs' Blogger product, leading to the popularization of the terms."
Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_blogging

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Page by Page: A Woman's Journal Photography Poetry by Maggie Turner

Page by Page: A Woman's Journal
Photography
Poetry
by Maggie Turner