Like Ken Burns, I think that provincial and national parks are great. When I was living in Alberta, without any thought of ever leaving, I had thought about planning a photography project; I was going to photograph all of the Provincial Parks in Alberta. While I rarely miss living there, I do miss the beauty,… Continue reading Provincial Parks – First Visit in Ontario
Not having anything to get up for in the morning means that I stay up late. I did some laundry, which is now clean but still in the hamper. After the laundry, I did an assortment of things. Here’s a picture that sums up my evening. Bonus points if you know what song was playing… Continue reading I’m up too late
I finished my coursework for today, today. In fact, I finished it in good time. Well, it was late but it was on time.
I’m now two weeks into a three-week long course. I’d like to say that things are going smoothly, that there’s no stress on my end, and that this last week will be great. I’d like to say a lot of things.
I’ve got two minutes to get this post out, because I’m in a rush to do too many things. Instead of getting right to the point, I thought I should take the time to mention the above. My sister, lovely woman that she is, has started a new blog. She does this about once a… Continue reading Health 2 Healthy
Downtime is the greatest type of time. Ideally, there’s nothing to do. Nobody ever talks about “uptime”. Curious, isn’t it?
I like horse racing. The ponies. I went to the 156th Queen’s Plate this afternoon, and lost all of the money I had, but not on the horses.
I just got back from London, Ontario, where I was visiting my cousin, his family, and six-week-old baby boy. Just before I was about to leave, my cousin sat down next to me with his sleeping child pressed against his chest. I shifted toward to the nearest armrest.
Yesterday, June 30, 2015, an extra second was added to our clocks. I have no real idea why exactly, but it’s probably similar to why we have leap years. I’m not sure if it was because of that extra second, but I’ve nothing else to blame it on: I learned something about my past that… Continue reading A Decade-long Memory of What Happened Changed in One Extra Second