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Historical Non-Fiction in Northern Ontario

Archive for May 2014

Sparks Fly

I certainly can relate to the dynamic the Daily Prompt asks us to describe. What can we say about something or someone we connected with from the very first second? I’ve made real estate choices solely upon my initial reaction to a place. When I moved to a condo after my divorce to The One, it was the setting near the Grand River that convinced me: buy it. I responded similarly to the […]

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Koyaanisqatsi

Why, of course, Mr. Alien. I’d be happy to direct you to the one creative endeavour that I think best describes humans on this planet. It’s a movie called Koyaanisqatsi: Life Out of Balance. The title is the first in a trilogy, but you really only need to see the first. To tell you the truth, watching the entire three parts in one marathon event would make you want to vaporize yourself. It’s a […]

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One Word Photo Challenge: Pink

Tiny needles of erythrite form little pink balls among the tangle of silver wires. Pink erythrite is the mineral that forms when cobalt ore weathers. This piece was found on the rock dumps of the Nipissing 404 Mine, in Cobalt, Ontario. I took the photo in sunlight, hence the strong, unpleasant shadows. The specimen is no longer in our collection, otherwise I’d redo the picture! ***   ***   ***   ***   *** Inspired by Jennifer […]

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Cee’s Share Your World Week 19

Do you prefer shopping or going to a park? A park, please. Especially if it’s one that’s got lots of natural stuff, trails and long distances between people and noise. Like Algonquin Park. Or the Royal Botanical Gardens. What is the highest score you’ve ever made in bowling? Actual or virtually played. I know a lot of trivia, but my highest bowling score? Nope, can’t say that I recall. Unremarkable, […]

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Am I Quibbling?

Rosanna posted a link to a TED talk given by Elizabeth Gilbert. It’s just over 7 minutes long, and if you haven’t watched it, you might find some value here. Gilbert speaks of returning home, to that spot where you are doing the thing you love more than you love yourself. For her, it has always been writing. Whenever she found herself “away from home” either in the euphoria of success […]

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