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Truth, certainly is stranger than fiction, and I'm not just making that up. ...This time. |
| May 22, 2012 Today's prompt was sent out to our group, then I wrote this initiating entry. I didn't quite follow the "follow me" format, but it's better than making everyone wait. What are your views on waiting for things? Are you patient or do you stress about it? What sort of things do you do to pass the time while waiting? Talk about, was it worth the wait, or all just a bunch of wasted time? My blog entry today is dedicated to Earl - 30DaysBlogChallenge Victoria Day, more commonly known as May long week-end has just passed once again. I've enjoyed this holiday ever since I could remember. I first came to know this holiday as, Firecracker Day. It was the only day of the year when it was okay to play with matches, not only that, but we were encouraged to play with explosive devices. Back in the day the news was filled with stories of kids who had their fingers blown off or had permanent damage done to their eyes and or ears from the high quality firecrackers that were readily available to all who wished to celebrate this glorious holiday by blowing things up. In those days firecrackers packed a punch. There were no regulations, and these fairly powerful explosive toys were marketed directly to kids. The government eventually banned the sale of these products around the same time I discovered that you could still buy them if you waited until you were alone in the store with the shop keeper. I was always careful about playing with my contraband explosives. One of my favorite things to do was to set up my little green army men in the sand box then partially bury a dozen or more firecrackers underneath them. I would quickly light the fuses with a cigarette, which was also readily available to children, and watch the army men get blown to smithereens. Other kids committed heinous acts on frogs, insects, and unsuspecting pets. I never went in for that type of action, but you can't blame them for doing such things, it was encouraged in the advertising of the products. Who would have thought that hamsters and firecrackers went together? ![]() Hey Kids, Hurry up and get your firecrackers, so you can be COOL! ![]() Later on in life, I learned that the reason behind the fireworks was to celebrate Queen Victoria, who in 1924 appointed Lord Stanley as Governor General to Canada. Lord Stanley is better known for being the name sake of The Stanley Cup, which is The Holy Grail of The National Hockey League. I'm not sure why we have a holiday to honor a British Queen, but what the heck, a day off to play with fireworks is always welcome. As an adult May long week-end became the kick off to summer. It was the big camp out week-end. Head out of town, open up the cabin, fill the campgrounds, pack the beaches, enjoy the outdoors, these are the things people do on this week-end. Of course May long week-end is always cold and rainy. I woke up in a tent, wet, cold and hung over on many a May long week-end. The Victoria Day Week-end now has a more somber, less explosive meaning for me personally. I'm reminded each year, that we have to be careful. Whatever you're celebrating...Be careful. life is precious. RIP #19 K. Johnson. Cool,with cloud cover and high winds, on another Victoria Day Week-end Note that we fly, The Union Jack on our Provincial Flag. ![]() Every day is spent waiting for something or someone. Today I waited for the City Water Works Dept. to arrive to change out my leaking water meter. The fellow has come and gone and I now can restore water to the house here on Bannerman. I'm just waiting for Timmy to come and give me a hand with some plumbing. Waiting is a big part of everyday, to pass time while waiting I try not to think about all the things I'm waiting for. I am much much better at waiting than I used to be. So many days were wasted, sitting and staring at the Christmas tree, waiting for Santa to finally arrive. Yeah! The water mafia are here at last. ![]() On Mother's Day past we all went to the local racetrack with Mom as is our family tradition. A good time was had by all. The race track is a good place for waiting. You wait for each race to start, wait for each race to finish, wait in line to place your bets, wait in line at the concession stand, and wait for the whole thing to end, so you can wait to get out of the crowded parking lot. This year I had a special relationship with one of the thoroughbreds by the name of, Hello Scott. Scott is my youngest brother's name. I swear to you that this horse was trying to tell me something. As I watched, Hello Scott, turn circles in the paddock prior to the race, I swear the horse made an effort to look right at me on each pass. It even smiled and winked as it walked by. Grinning cuz I'm winning ![]() Proof that it's not my imagination. Hello Scott, is looking right at me. ![]() I went "all in" on Hello Scott, to win. I waited for for the race to start. I waited for Hello Scott to cross the finish line. Hello Scott did not let me down, he crossed the finish line, as promised. Unfortunately Hello Scott waited for the other horses to cross the finish line ahead of him. My final photo, titled, Empty, like your wallet. ![]() Joel aka Brother Nature I'm docked at "Talent Pond Blog Harbor MOVED TO 1700829" Please visit my blog @ "Brother's Blog" Made in Canada |