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Friday, January 17, 2014

A Time to Smile

 6:30 am.

It is a NEW day according to the clock and calendar.

 In fact it is so new that the sun isn't even up.  It is still actually pre -dawn where I live.  One can not see anything except the gray light of a nearly full moon muted by clouds and fog.

The house has that  pre-dawn chill that one only notices the moment one's feet hit the floor as one leaves the comfort of a warm bed.

 The news stories on the Internet have a very few 'new' items as the day itself is too new.. Although it is a bit odd that the obituary page has been updated for the day.  There are very few Social Media types monitoring their pages so early.

The day ahead seems like a smooth clean tablecloth spread out in anticipation for whatever will be laid upon it for the day's unique feast of choices, visions, and experiences;  mixed with moments of annoyance, humour and idle musings, seasoned with regrets and optimism whether the sun shines or the snow blows or the rain falls.


Soon enough the day will end, the sun will have fallen below the horizon once again and one will muse silently and sometimes verbosely  about the happenings of the previous twelve hours as they are  consciously and unconsciously stored away as memories.  Some moments will have been deemed to be tedious and repetitive, uninteresting, unimportant and even unsafe and will be buried away far from the conscious mind never to be reexamined or exhumed.

There will no doubt be something new to be learned, joy to be experienced, unhappy moments to be endured as this day progresses from the dark unknown to the full exposure of the noon day brightness whether the sun shines or not.

No, not every moment of today that is kept at the forefront will be worthy of note, worthy of memory, worthy of rumination to be repeated in an attempt to impress others in future conversation by accident or design, and that is ok too, because otherwise we might not be able to enjoy such things as:










The dog's day has already started as she barks at some unknown source of perceived threat in the bush. An example of the clock of the animal world being just a little bit ahead of  Saskatchewan Standard Time with little or no attention paid to Day Light Savings or to the WWVB Atomic Clock time signal transmitted from Colorado.

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