Boy, am I
sick of winter! I’m sure the Maritimers are fed up as well as last week they dug
out from yet another brutal blizzard. My new project, while I am incarcerated
in the icy grip of March, is to re-upholster my couch with groundhog pelts.
I’ve got to take this aggression out on somebody,
and besides, those weather groundhogs are waaaay overpaid. All the animals
around here are freaking out, and we are all
ticked off that Jack Frost has not yet thrown in the towel. The locals are
calling this the worst winter in 40 years, and I read that this winter has been
particularly hard on the local wild life. Deer are starving, especially the
fauns, and the migrating birds that have already returned probably wish they
hadn’t. Friday afternoon I looked out our front window and spotted a red fox on
our front lawn. It is rare that we see fox, and this one looked pretty
desperate and hungry. Of course as soon as she saw it, Jasper went into
convulsions, and I had to explain to her how lucky she was to be an “indoor
dog.” With all the wild turkeys wandering around in the vicinity, I am
surprised that fox was in need of food.
They still haven’t found that Malaysian Airlines
jet and last week recovery efforts were again hampered by severe weather. Last I
checked there was a rather substantial debris field showing up on radar, but so
far no confirmations. As one searcher said, they have not yet located the
haystack, much less the needle, although as of last week the search was
narrowed to a large area four hours off the west coast of Australia. I don’t
think there could be a much more remote area to search, and one is reminded how
difficult this task is to carry out. Very hard to get closure when no one knows
where the plane went down. Perhaps it flew into a parallel universe.
Actress Gwyneth
Paltrow and Coldplay front man Chris Martin have separated after ten years of
marriage. As they put it, they “consciously uncoupled.” Really? I thought
that is something one does to train cars. The big talk and sabre rattling
continue over Russia’s annexation of the Crimea, but short of trade sanctions (and
are those even effective?) I don’t see anybody stepping in to change things.
The Juno Awards took place last night, and just to name drop, we know two of
the performers personally. My friend Tim Hicks, who is becoming a huge hit in country
music circles, played in the Bachman Turner Overdrive salute, and our friend Mark
Puffer was band leader for the Gord Bamford Band. Both of these guys are talented,
hard-working musicians and it was good to see them play on Canada’s center stage
for music.
That’s all
for now. Time to go into town for my physiotherapy session. A few months ago I
slipped on the ice and injured my shoulder. Just another casualty of this
lovely winter. It’s almost over, right????!!
- Written by Jamie Oppenheimer c2014 ALL RIGHTS
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