Category Archives: Day-to-Day Encounters

Musings arising from my everyday encounters with situations, people, and stuff, and probing their deep meaning for all humankind.

Lowell, Arizona

Wikipedia says that Lowell is “a populated place” in Cochise County. I appreciate them clearing that up.  Other sites list Lowell as a ghost town.   Continue reading

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When You

By the time I learn about internet memes, they are generally past their prime, to put it no higher. The “when you” meme takes photos and adds captions intended to elicit both a laugh and an “Oh yeah, me too” reaction.  Some are funny; many are gross and crude.

But as with many things, they’re harder than they look.

When You First Learn How to Play Hide & Seek

Duck peeking out between reeds.

When You Feel Like a Duck in the Headlights

Being stared down by a duck

When You Hear Big Teeth Behind You

Duck in close-up, looking askance at photographer.

 

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Touched – Part 2

It’s the day of the Great Pakenham Photo Shoot, a day months in the anticipation.  Today I’ll finally get the shot I need at the Pakenham General Store, about an hour west of Ottawa and famous for their bakery.  The photo is to illustrate a National Treasures blog about butter tarts, so this is serious business.

We’re just back from our snowbird digs, and have come “up the Valley” to visit the sugar bush and run an errand for friends.  It might seem like the Great Pakenham Photo Shoot is piggybacking on other activities, but for me it’s the main event of the day.   Continue reading

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Touched – Part 1

I watch as the agent tries to scan my printed-at-home boarding pass, and fails.  Tries again.  And again.  Finally, he slowly keys in the barcode numbers, stares at the screen, squints at my passport photo.  Apparently satisfied, he hands pass and passport back to me.

Having cleared what should be the last hurdle to board the plane, I turn but pull up short, momentarily dazzled by too much choice in a process that doesn’t offer much.  Two jet bridges connect to the corridor behind the gate desk.  Which one to take?   Continue reading

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Hot Diggity

Place

Saskatoon, Saskatchewan

Time:  May, 1980-something

I’m organizing my first neighbourhood garage sale, thereby meeting people on my three-block-long street whom I’ve never even seen before.  One is an American transplant, who tells me that on the day appointed for the garage sale, she’ll be working in the American booth at the Folk Festival.   Continue reading

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