August 31, 2010

The Mighty

The August Break – Day 31

I was too knackered yesterday to make anything more the August Break photo appear. Speaking of which, today is the last day of the month meaning, among other things, this particular photo collective will officially come to a halt in a few hours. Not to worry. I read a couple of comments from the group that showed interest in it continuing. although under a new name, and I hope to jump on that band wagon. I’m also hoping to spend some extra time perusing the photos shared over the last month. I’ve had a few too many rushed days to do anything more than post a my shot but I’d really love to dig in when time permits. I  have seen some amazing shots and I have thoroughly enjoyed sharing my photos with these talented people. It has been quite an inspiring experience. Check it out for yourself.  The August Break.

I’m off from work for the next three days and hope to make the most of it. Bill and I plan to hop into the rented Auto Share car and head head out of the city to beek for awhile on this hot and sunny day and hopefully get into some playful shenanigans while we’re at it.

Picture(s) to follow. (see above)

Allons y!

Word of the day.

Beek. \ BEEK \  verb. 1. To bask or warm in the sunshine or before a fire. 2. (Of wood) to season by exposure to heat.

Word from the day before.

Shenanigan. \ shuh-NAN-i-guhn \ noun. 1. Mischief; prankishness. 2. Remarks intended to deceive; deceit. Often used in the plural.


August 30, 2010

The Beaches, Toronto

The August Break – Day 30


August 29, 2010

Hanging out at Buster Fest at St. Lawrence Market

The August Break – Day 29

I missed the 28th of The August Break but I’m going to blame it in the TTC. Rule number one – always blame someone (or something) else for your tardiness (especially an institution that can, at times, really pissing you off). I’m not going to get into that right now but I will say pretty much every route I needed to travel on yesterday had a problem leaving way behind schedule and to jammed up to post.

I did manage to finally venture over to The St. Lawrence Market, a Saturday ritual and site of Busker Fest, an event to support epilepsy, on for one more day. Today. So head on down if you can to check out the sights and drop a loon or two (or what have you) into the bin to support yet another worthy cause. There are so many out there.


Now, down to business:

Word of the day.

Kith . \ KITH \ noun 1. Acquaintances, friends, neighbors, or the like; persons living in the same general locality and forming a more or less cohesive group.

In my old neighborhood we were a very tight kith, always looking out for each other.

(and if you don’t like that rather lame attempt at sentence construction you can kith my ath. hahha… ?)

And from the day before (a.k.a. yesterday):

Couchant – \ KOU-chuhnt \ adj.  1. Lying down; crouching; reclining. 2. Heraldry . (Of an animal) represented as lying on its stomach with its hind legs and forelegs pointed forward.

I found myself, couchant and speaking softly to the little one in tears, who had lost his way home.

List 29 –  Twenety-Nine Songs I Dig From a Very Long List in No Particular Order:

  1. Hombre, M.I.A.
  2. Don’t Test/Wu Stallion,  Suga Bang Bang
  3. Don’t You Worry ‘Bout A Thing, Stevie Wonder
  4. Song For Sharon, Joni Mitchell
  5. Me an Arrow, Bob Wiseman
  6. Freedom, Richie Havens
  7. Aquarium, Moasic
  8. The Viper’s Drag, from the Original Broadway Cast Recording
  9. Cowboys, Portishead
  10. Do Something, Macy Gray
  11. That Ain’t Right, Original Broadway Cast
  12. Is This Desire?,  PJ Harvey
  13. Let The Wind Carry Me, Joni Mitchell
  14. My Mom, Chocolate Genius
  15. Trouble Sleep Yanga Wake Am, Taj Mahal, Baaba Maal
  16. I’m On My Way, Mahalia Jackson
  17. Little Red Corvette, Prince
  18. Give It Up , Public Enemy
  19. Strawberry Letter 23, The Brothers Johnson
  20. Gloria, from the Shine soundtrack
  21. Cold Blue Steel And Sweet Fire, Joni Mittchell
  22. Nulla In Mundo Pax Sincera, Vivaldi (from the Shine soundtrack)
  23. Heaven on Their Minds, Carl Anderson singing on Jesus Christ Superstar soundtrack
  24. To Cry About, Mary Margaret O’Hara
  25. I Want To Be The Boy, The White Stripes
  26. Find My Baby, Moby
  27. Freddie Freeloader, Miles Davis
  28. Matte Kudasi, King Crimson
  29. Stabat Mater, Vivaldi as sung by Michael Chance. I get chills just thinking about it. I will admit to you that until this very moment I thought it was a woman’s voice. This man sounds exquisite.

I’m a Schleppa Too!

August 27, 2010

The August Break - Day 27

Standing on a brick walkway behind the Metro Convention Centre in Toronto. I didn’t have time to investigate what the names symbolized since I was on my lunch break and had about three minutes to make it back even though I was about ten minutes away. There are quite a few of names. I’ll have go back and see who these people were, or are, and get back to you.

Word of the day.

I felt thrilled when I saw today’s word since it happens to be one of my all-time favourites. In the musical Gypsy, a stripper sings some advise to the soon to be hottest sensation, Gypsy Lee Rose, in the song “You Gotta Get a Gimmick”. The lyrics include these lines:

Once I was a Schleppa, Now I’m Miss Mazzeppa, With my revolution in dance.
You gotta have a gimmick If you wanna have a chance!

You gotta love Sondheim.

And, that’s pretty good advice if you ask me.

Schelp – \ SHLEP  \  , verb; 1. To move slowly, awkwardly, or tediously. 2. To carry; lug.

I stuffed random items in my knapsack, then hoisted it on my shoulder so I could schelp my sorry ass to work and make in on time.

And on that note…

August 25, 2010

The August Break - Day 24

Boats in waiting at Harbourfront.

The August Break - Day 25

Reflecting on Front St.

New Shoots

August 23, 2010

The August Break - Day 23

A shot before turning in. My ZZ plant really makes me happy always sending out new shoots. Always changing. Those bottom leaves almost look like wings to me.

I was going to skip posting today but I suppose a habit is forming. I love that – even though I’ve been digging into the archives lately (photo-wise). I need to snap some new ones soon.

New shoots, indeed.

Sweet dreams.

Keep It Together

August 22, 2010

The August Break - Day 22

Queen Anne’s Lace up against the crumbling, brick walls of The Corran Ruins (McNeil Castle) located along the Bruce Trail.


Word of the day.

Gormandize – \ GAWR-muhn-dahyz \  , v;  1. To eat greedily or ravenously.

I watched as they gormandized the lavish spread, not bothering to taste the food they were eating, while my heart sank thinking of those in need.


I have an idea… If you took one item you don’t really need to spend money on within a day, a week or a month (maybe it’s that second coffee you buy out of boredom, a bottle of wine, a magazine. Whatever, wherever….) and put the money in a jar for a spell until it accumulates $20, $40, $100. Then you take that money make a donation to a worthy cause. I am not talking about putting a second mortgage on the house or going without in a serious way. All I’m saying is, maybe the next time you reach for an item that is pure filler, you could redirect the funds to a worthy cause. Where do you begin? Think of places like Pakistan, Haiti and of the people who are living in such devastating conditions. Or, you could flip a couple of bills to that person on the street you pass everyday. Whatever, wherever, whomever. It doesn’t have to be a lot – but it can be if you can spare it. There is so many people out there in real trouble who could use a hand. I know there are so many reasons not to (but are there really?) and that a lot of us are struggling to make it through the day. I know… But if you think you can manage to reroute a few dollars to one of the many, needy folks and/or places out there, why not give it a go. Don’t wait for someone else to pick up the slack. You can make a difference. Every dollar counts.

Just a thought…


28) Summer Fun

August 21, 2010

Breaking down the barriers

The August Break – Day 21


I’m sitting at my desk this morning with a light sweater pulled over my shoulders. Huh? I know we have a few more weeks before the leaves start to fall but this wee nip in the air feels reminiscent of… fall? I’m thinking this familiar sensation has arriving a bit too soon. Jeanine C over @ wonderings & wanderings seems to agree and is having a mini freak out of her own over this mid-August reminder that our summery days are numbered. She poses this question in her latest post – What are some of the fun things on your list of to do’s this summer?

Well, here is my response.

List 28 – Summer to do’s in four weeks or less. Yikes!

  • Sit in my backyard with a stack of magazines; the breeze and the birds as my soundtrack. Glass of wine or tall glass of lemon infused Appolinaris mineral water – depending on the time of day – on hand.
  • Finish (or should I say, start?) draft three of “the writing project”. This may not sound like oodles of fun but that feeling of a large boulder sucked out of my head, I’m sure, leave me feeling soooo much more buoyant allowing me to float above the gigantic barrier preventing me from moving forward. Ah…
  • Sit on the patio at Rooster Coffee House, on Broadview Ave, opposite Riverdale Park to check out their macchiato and take in the awesome view. I’ve never been to this café before but it looks so inviting.
  • Finish working on my backyard.
  • Spend a few days outside of the city in some cozy, well-stocked chalet.
  • Swim in a crisp and clean lake on a hot day (or two).
  • Get to the pool (how many times can I mention this?) and pick up my swimming routine while it’s nice out. I prefer to go swimming in the morning and it picking up a routine that much more difficult when the sun doesn’t rise until 8pm.
  • Drive out of the city to star-gaze.
  • Shoot some photos in a place or two I’ve never been before – preferably out of the town.
  • Go on a date (or two) with my Penatx ME Super and snap off all of the left over film I have (which must have expired years ago).
  • Go on a bike ride (or two). Update: since I started compiling this list, yesterday morning, I went for my first (and rather long and hill-ish but very satisfying)  ride of the season. A perfect day for it.
  • Maybe on a rainy day… Spend some time checking out some of the amazing photos on Flickr as part of The August Break. or peruse some of my favourite blogs. Lately, I haven’t had the time to dig in the way I’d like to.
  • Eat as much fresh produce as possible: Tomatoes and Peaches and Berries – Oh my!!!
  • Take time off work. Always fun despite the money thing.


Word of the day.

This one sounds as if a similar word was used not long ago. I’ll have to check the archives. Anyway…

Foudroyant  \ foo-DROI-uhnt \ adj.   1. Overwhelming and sudden in effect. 2. Pathology . (Of disease) beginning in a sudden and severe form. 3. Striking as with lightning.

She felt shocked by the foudroyant flow of tears but understood, at her deepest level, saying good-bye was the right thing to do.

Treasure It.

August 20, 2010

One person's trash is another person's treasure.

The August Break – Day 20

Bill and I went for a nice loooong (ouch my legs) bike ride today, my first this season, and happened upon this ziploc bag. It had a small notepad tucked inside and was seemingly tossed on the banks of the Don River. I felt a bit miffed when I saw it thinking someone had littered (a pet peeve) when I realized there was something written on the bag. It said,  Do not throw out. Look, read + sign if you like. Thank you. Inside there was a note left by a brother and sister team, 6 and 8 years-old, if I remember correctly. They wanted people write in on the notepad, explaining how they had found the secluded spot where Bill and I were standing, a little gem of a place tucked behind a dense wall of tress. I’ve been going to this hideaway for years. It’s like an oasis, somewhat hidden, but linked by a narrow path to the well used trail skirting the Don River. The note encourage anyone who had stumbled on this little, sandy, beach-like alcove to drop a line or two revealing what they liked about it and I am happy to say there were a few accounts ranging from a sentence or two, to a couple of pages, or a poem written down then resealed inside the plastic bag for a new tale to be told. Bill and I jotted down our story then left the bag where the next person could stumble on it and leave their tale.
Word of the day.
Vellicate \ VEL-i-keyt \  verb –  1. To touch (a body part) lightly so as to excite the surface nerves and cause uneasiness, laughter, or spasmodic movements. 2. To irritate as if by a nip, pinch, or tear. 3. To move with spasmodic convulsions.

I could feel his fingertips vellicate lightly behind my neck, there, at that most sensitive region as he leaned toward my lips.

But if you're in a pinch, let a smile be your umbrella.

The August Break – Day 19

I know this looks eerily similar to yesterday’s photo but HTO park is west of Sugar Beach at Queen’s Quay just east of Spadina Ave.

I definitely have a few things to say about both beach fronts but that will have to come on another day. Stay tuned…


Word(s) of the day.

I missed a couple and am including them here:

Tare – \ TAIR \  noun. –  1. The weight of the wrapping or container that holds an object. 2. The weight of a container or wrapper that is deducted from the gross weight to obtain net weight. 3. The weight of a vehicle without cargo, passengers, etc. 4. Any of various climbing plants, generally with edible seeds.

Piquant – \ PEE-kuhnt \ adj. –  1. Agreeably stimulating, interesting, or attractive. 2. Agreeably pungent or sharp in taste or flavor. 3. Of an interestingly provocative or lively character.

Ruction – \ RUHK-shuhn \ noun – 1. A disturbance, quarrel, or row.

The magnitude of their ruction seemed disproportionate to the apparent crime: his gift to her bearing more tare than sentiment, deflating her piquant interest in him while inflaming her rage over being misunderstood.