Our rose bush acting as the red against the
white front of the house with red
shutters celebrating Canada Day!
Photo
Barbara Muir ©
I''m thinking about Canada Day tomorrow. Last night despite
endless worries about the current horrific news, people
down at a park by Lake Ontario were celebrating, eating together
in large groups, having romantic walks as couples. It was
beautiful. So I found this scrolling through my blogs and
I like it.
"My Canada is about my childhood memories
of going to a cottage every summer -- swimming
and canoeing in a fairly clean lake. It's about
growing up free to be able to say almost anything
that comes into my head (not necessarily with parents
or teachers). And about not being afraid to walk on the
streets, even at night most of the time, because Canadians
don't have the right to bear arms, so the chances of someone
having a gun are slim.
My Canada is about beautiful wilderness in close proximity
to cities filled with culture art, music and diversity.
My Canada recognizes that diverse cultures teach us
to cities filled with culture art, music and diversity.
My Canada recognizes that diverse cultures teach us
so much in terms of different styles of thinking, eating,
and celebrating. We are growing up as a country
because the rest of the world is coming to join
the party.
and celebrating. We are growing up as a country
because the rest of the world is coming to join
the party.
My Canada is the long, beautiful drive through
Ontario, Quebec, New Brunswick and Nova
Scotia - four provinces to get to our schoolhouse.
My Canada is flying across the Rockies and landing
in Vancouver where I can see ocean and mountains
and hug the friend of my young life, or today -- my
sister. I love this country coast to coast. Call it corny.
I love travelling, I love other countries, but this is my
home. Now stand up and sing the newer version
of Oh Canada and the French version, and then
have a glass of champagne like we will at supper
and toast one of the great countries of the world,
then put the patriotism, or matriarchism to bed for
another year."
Ontario, Quebec, New Brunswick and Nova
Scotia - four provinces to get to our schoolhouse.
My Canada is flying across the Rockies and landing
in Vancouver where I can see ocean and mountains
and hug the friend of my young life, or today -- my
sister. I love this country coast to coast. Call it corny.
I love travelling, I love other countries, but this is my
home. Now stand up and sing the newer version
of Oh Canada and the French version, and then
have a glass of champagne like we will at supper
and toast one of the great countries of the world,
then put the patriotism, or matriarchism to bed for
another year."
Have a loving your life day!
