Disclaimer
I started blogging with Blogger in 2005 and slowed down as I reached my blogging end in 2010. I have attempted to save all the blog entries in monthly archive pages. It's quite interesting to go back and see my novice, naive enthusiasm for music making and playing, as well as for travelling. I also notice that I used a lot of exclamation marks! I must have been excited. For a while, anyway... I note that I slowed down quite a bit from 2008 onward; the momentum of my first batch of songs—written, released, and toured—had worn off. Also, I was amidst my first real bout of homesickness—I was living in New Zealand at the time.
A couple things to note. Some of my spelling is American rather than British/Canadian (I'm Canadian). Regrettably, I note that I used the word "tits" a lot—for a while—without being conscious of how senseless, unnecessary, and thoughtless doing so was. Please take what you read with these grains of salt.
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April 2009
Thursday, April 09, 2009
Wind whips away good sense
On the walk home from the grocery store I came across an elderly lady, probably in her eighties, coming out from the side of her carport to release a "rubbish kite" into the wind. I think it was a plastic bag that probably once held some potatoes.
"It's not mine, so I'll let the wind take it," she explained to me, setting the kite free as I continued past her.
Great. Nice one! So, what you're saying is: if some rubbish blows into your yard, then you don't have/want to deal with it; you'll toss it out past the border of your yard so that the wind can blow it into the next person's yard.
Maybe one of her sons lives down the street, and this bag will land in his yard. I can imagine how he'll act when he finds it.
My fingers have warmed up a bit. I'll go make some guacamole and salsa now, with thoughts of warm Mexico.