Disappointment leads to Cannonau Wine
My Armchair Storm Watching of Tofino was a disappointment, on Saturday. The waves stayed small. Less rain came down than predicted. The biggest thrill, and not much of one, was watching people play with the waves on the sand.
By four o’clock, I decided to turn off the webcam and partake in a little boost to my life expectancy by savoring a glass of Cannonau wine. The day was not a complete loss after all, I thought after the first sip. I finished my glass. Then I had another.
I started using Live Webcams to monitor highway conditions when I drove across Canada, a few years ago. But it wasn’t until I was researching the post, Storm Watching, last week, that I really got hooked on them.
With only a month left in Tofino’s storm season, I’ve been watching the live webcam with great anticipation. This morning, I got the good news from The Weather Network: Rainfall Warning! I feel a bit bad for my excitement over the upcoming deluge, but the forecast is for +50 mm of rain, tomorrow. Hurray!
Already, the waves are bigger. Here’s a screen shot of the web cam, taken at 7:48 Pacific Time, this morning:
For those of you who missed the last post, the Live Webcam is awesome. Once on the site, click on Live Webcam in the navigation bar.
As Québec’s Premier, Pauline Marois, crosses the province with billions of dollars’ worth of promises she probably can’t keep (why do we believe politicians, despite their very low rate of following through?) and her magic wands of proposed separatism and secularism, the opposition, Francois Legault from the CAQ and Philippe Couillard with the Liberals, struggle to find a footing in the recently declared provincial election.
How do we live longer? After reading the sources cited at the bottom of the page, I compiled a list. Most of those noted are ridiculously common sense. Why aren’t we doing them?
It’s possible to dissect an enormous cathedral. We can admire the formation of each brick, the baroque, roman or gothic elements, delight in the gargoyles, the artistic details, and appreciate the lines of the building itself as it allows light into its centre. But none of this explains the completed whole; of how it makes us feel when we stand inside or of the beauty of its being. Something else creates the grandeur, the cathedralness, of the edifice.
The pearls and nightmares of our memories are like that. We are the cathedral of our being. Each brick made or cemented with a painful event, a love lost, the treasure regained, a resounding success, a humiliating failure, the cancer we’ve shed with glory, the support of those we love. These make up the strength, the structure, of who we are.
And it worries me.
Another success at Saturday’s Cooking Class. This time, it was the Quinoa Mango Salad that was outstanding.
Quinoa Mango Salad
Rinse 1 c. quinoa in fine strainer. Cook in 2 c. water. Specific information on cooking quinoa.
Some New Age literature advocates conversations with the universe as an easy way to find answers, or to access parts of ourselves we are unwilling to allow to the surface. Here’s what to do.
Find a quiet space. Place a piece of paper and pen, in front of you. Pick up the pen with the hand you do not normally write with. If you’re right-handed, use your left hand. And vice versa.
Ask a question. Out loud if you can. Keep it fairly short. The answer will write itself, and surprisingly quickly.
Here’s an example. The answers from the universe are in bold italics: