image by hdptcar of the central african republic
this photograph is by my blogging friend anthony. to see the whole splendid photo essay, click here.
friends, i’m going to do the unthinkable. i will not blog for 8 days!!!
see you on the 31st, for the carnival of eating disorders. in the meantime, please amuse yourself, look to your left, and have fun with my over 1,000 posts and pages!
(or you could also do what i do: go out, enjoy the garden, talk to the grass, listen to the moon …)
(and who came up with this great image? none other than jacob bÃ¸tter)
at the end of july, it’ll be 26 years that i arrived here in canada. it was just supposed to be a visit, but literally within hours, i was smitten. the beautiful town of oakville was what did me in, or rather its hills, little rivers, abandoned orchards and most of all its ravines – the ones made world-famous by the annual PGA tournament at glenn abbey.
tomorrow is canada day. let me sing the praises of this lovely land – 26 random reasons why i’ll never leave:
- the colours of the leaves in the fall in ontario; if you’ve never been to that area of north america (the north middle east? is there a name for it?) you won’t believe it; i never did, i thought for sure those photographs were enhanced
- the same with the colour of the sky along this stretch of the pacific coast some days – in the fall and winter, when the sun shines just right over the clouds and fog, it’s all silvery-pastel
- the rolling hills of eastern ontario, right around bancroft
- speckled trout from some obscure little backcountry lake
- the satisfaction of pulling out the morning glories that threaten to take over my garden here in vancouver (a fabulous way of getting rid of aggression)
- the terraces of a hidden winery along lake okanagan
- canadian writers like michel tremblay, margaret atwood, robertson davies, matt cohen
- maple syrup
- CBC radio (with a special nod to vicki gabereau and peter gzowski)
- oscar peterson
- glenn gould
- my glenn
- pierre trudeau
- the hot springs in ainsworth and around whistler
- the long long long long long long long wide wide wide wide wide wide stretch of the prairies
- and driving along those prairies, thinking of nothing, humming along and BANG, all of a sudden you’re staring at a huge hole in the ground: the alberta badlands where the dinosaurs used to roam
- the fantastic, casual, a bit arrogant, rainy and absolute stunning beauty of vancouver
- the victoria art gallery
- the surf at sombrio beach
- the trees in east vancouver island, so high they seem to never end
- the overwhelming greenery – ferns, blackberries, blueberries, salal, moss, moss, moss – along the west coast
- brown bears everywhere
- the memory of the first time i saw a sign that read, “72 kilometres to the next gas station”
- its multiculturalism and diversity and relative freedom from racism
- the fact that if you’re gay, you can get married here
i have a feeling that i will keep adding to the list …
what about you? what do you like about canada?
(image by lone primate)