Today is one of those days where I feel like I've done a ton of stuff and it's only 3:00pm. I'm slowly getting the email answered but it's still at 300 so if you haven't heard from me I apologize but, man alive, sometimes it's just too much.
- Another of my Lakeside Park holgas on NoTraces.
- Currently listening to Nina Simone's version of Mr. Bojangles which I think is the best version of them all. Some of them have this sort of condescending "He sure could dance that crazy guy", sound and some were really folksy political but hers captures his humanity best. My favourite part is when she sings, "His dog up and died, he just up and died. After twenty years he still grieved." Always makes me a little teary.
- The view of the tracks from our window is pretty. The grass is really yellow with lots of yellow trees in the background. Plus it's rainy and while I don't like getting wet and cold I do like the way everything looks so much richer and alive after a rain. Damn you GO, VIA or whatever government institution for putting up those fucking fences.
- The rain has subsided so I'm going to go out and work on my very sad garden. I've been so busy working on this book I've neglected it pretty intensely. I have three gardens. The other two have been passably maintained. That garden is very exposed and-so many people/dogs have trampled and destroyed plants this year... it's just been too much. I try to keep an emotional distance because I know it's going to happen, but everytime I find a patch of iris crushed by the weight of what looks like a human ass it tears a little bit from my heart. I'm fairly certain that there is an impulse in some people to destroy beauty, most especially if they are living things. I think that maybe beauty and peacefulness is a confrontation of sorts to these people. Then when I think about that it depresses me further.
- There's no denying that fall is definitely here. I like fall but this year I've been very resistant because I have so much to accomplish in such a short period of time. Maybe I need to let go before it's too late.
- Photos from the Toronto Photobloggers meet-up last month. So far they're all photos taken by Rannie or Davin. There is one that shows the back of my head and good god how I was confronted with the nasty hackjob that is my hair! It's been cut since though. I'm very out-of-sight-out-of-mind when it comes to issues of vanity. Probably partly why I hate being on the other side of the camera. Cause when I do see my photo I think "That's not me!"
- Echoing these sentiments about change. I've experienced a lot of change but this last year has been intense.