A Few Words to Begin the Morning Right

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Good morning, You know, I’ve discovered that, much like writing, life is mostly about editing, and understanding when to stop making changes.

Port Loring Weather Forecast

Wednesday, October 15th


Morning Observations

Well, it’s 42.4°F (5.8°C) out there as of 8:25 this morning, which isn’t bad for mid-October if you’re dressed for it. Humidity’s sitting at 75 percent, so there’s a dampness in the air… the kind that makes everything feel a little heavier than it is. Wind’s calm, barely moving, just a whisper out of the north-northwest. You wouldn’t notice it unless you were paying attention.

The barometer’s reading low at 997.5 millibars, which tells me the air’s thinking about something. Not today maybe, but soon.


Local Wisdom Over Long-Distance Forecasts

Now, I don’t put much stock in what the big government or corporate weather outfits say. I’ve got my own weather station set up out back, it’s nothing fancy, but it’s honest and it’s local. Truth is, I trust what I see out my window and what I pick up from nature more than any forecast that comes from a city a hundred miles away.

You pay attention to the jays getting quiet, the squirrels packing things away early, the way the wind shifts, or the air smells as nature’s got her own way of telling you what’s coming. Sometimes I’ll just step outside, stand there a minute, and I can feel it… a change brewing, even if the digital readout hasn’t caught on yet.


Today and Tonight

So here’s what I’m seeing: expect some sun today, but keep an eye on the western sky this afternoon. Low pressure like this has a way of inviting weather in when you’re not looking. Could be nothing, could be clouds moving in earlier than you’d figure.

Tonight will be cold, down near freezing so if you’ve got anything tender still out in the garden, you might want to cover it or bring it in.


Looking Ahead

Tomorrow’s looking fine, sunny again, but by Thursday, I’d say showers are likely—that lines up with what the barometer’s been whispering about, and the way the crows have been acting.


Final Thoughts

Anyways, that’s what I’m seeing. Dress warm, enjoy the sun if it shows up, and don’t be surprised if things shift sooner than expected. The air’s got that October restlessness to it.


On another Note: Yesterday I worked the whole day and then some in my old woodworking shop. I managed to get a bunch of wooden flutes cut out, 22 to be exact, and now I’m starting to laminate exotic wood into places that I think will make them look downright beautiful when all’s said and done.

This part of the process takes time; it could take me three or four days, depending on the feelings I get when I’m doing what I’m doing. Funny thing is, truth told, it sometimes seems that someone else is making these flutes other than myself.

Well, maybe there is, as who really knows what this life of ours is about. I’ve figured after living for so long that there’s a special energy that lies around us. Most folks don’t pick up on it, but I have. It’s nothing like most folks think, not God or a higher power, as I don’t cater to those things. But it’s there just the same, and well, I have to say, with its help we sure do make some nice one-of-a-kind flutes, let me tell ya.


So what are you up to today, GW?

Well, today we’ll carry on with what I was doing yesterday. However, there are still some leaves that need to be cleaned up, and I might do just that if I feel I need to get away from my flute making for a spell. We’ll see how that works out. So with that, I’m off for my breakfast that my lovely wife has made for me, and I’ll enjoy a cup of hot cocoa while we have our regular morning chat. Then, well then, I’ll head on out to the woodworking shop.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive.

From the Desk Where I’ve Seen It All. GW

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Canada Chasing Trade While Ignoring Home

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You know, I was reading this article this morning about Canada and India trying to set out a “new roadmap” for relations. New roadmap, like we’re mapping some kind of treasure hunt, but really it’s just trade and fancy meetings. Makes me shake my head. Here we are, worrying about what the U.S. is doing to us, getting all hot under the collar about Trump, and what do we do? We turn to India, a country that, like China, sends us millions of things we could be making ourselves. From one frying pan, into another.

I sometimes wonder what the powers that be are really thinking. Then again, maybe thinking’s got nothing to do with it. Maybe it’s just about the almighty dollar and the fancy suits, not what’s good for Canada or the folks living here. You see it in the speeches, the joint statements, the handshakes with Modi and Anand… polite, diplomatic, but underneath it all, it feels like it’s about numbers and headlines, not people.

The thing is, we’ve got the talent, the land, and the ability to make our own stuff. But we don’t, because someone decided it’s easier to chase trade deals halfway across the world. I suppose me telling you that doesn’t change a thing, but it makes you wonder how long we’re going to let that happen.

Maybe we’ll get something out of this friendship with India, maybe it’ll help soften the blow from U.S. tariffs. But what about Canada itself, our own kitchens, our factories, our farms? Are we just going to keep looking outward, hoping someone else will do the heavy lifting? Maybe. Or maybe we’ll just keep chasing frying pans.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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Neighbors and Borders

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Have you noticed how the talk between Canada and the States has turned kind of sour lately? Seems like every headline’s about tariffs, boycotts, or somebody saying something they shouldn’t. You know, I’ve been around a long while, and I can’t recall a time when folks on both sides of the border took things so personal.

Now don’t get me wrong. I believe Canada needs to stand on its own two feet. We’ve leaned too much on others for too long, and somewhere along the line we stopped making things ourselves. That’s a shame, plain and simple as we’ve got the people and the resources; what we’ve been missing is the will.

But here’s the thing… standing up for Canada doesn’t mean turning your back on your neighbors. There’s a difference between being proud and being spiteful. You can dislike what a politician says or does without blaming the fella making whisky in Virginia or the woman running a ferry out of Seattle. Those people aren’t the problem. They’re just trying to keep food on the table like the rest of us.

I read a story the other day about Canadian shelves being cleared of American spirits. Some folks felt good about it, said it was a way to show pride. Maybe it was. But I couldn’t help thinking about the small business owner down there, the one who lost his biggest market overnight because of something he didn’t say or do. It’s the little folks that always get squeezed in these big political standoffs.

You know… for most of my life I have found that, the U.S. has treated us pretty fair. Sure, there’s been the odd squabble regarding softwood lumber, dairy, and all that, but the people? They’ve been good neighbors. I’ve driven through plenty of small towns south of the line, stopped for coffee, swapped stories, and I’ve always felt welcome. Respect goes both ways.

So maybe the answer isn’t to boycott or blame, but to build. Buy Canadian, sure, but build Canadian too. Make our own goods, grow what we can, support local. But don’t slam the door on friendship while you’re doing it. Borders may mark the land, but they don’t have to divide the people.

Anyway, that’s how I see it. We can stand tall without standing apart.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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When the Work’s Already Been Done

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You ever notice how some folks like to show up when the hard part’s over? The barn’s built, the tools are put away, and suddenly there they are, leaning on the fence post saying how proud they are of the work. That’s kind of how I see this whole business with Carney flying off to Egypt for the Gaza peace talks.

Now don’t get me wrong, it’s fine he’s going. Canada ought to be part of things that might calm the world down a bit. But let’s be honest about where it started. It was Trump who pushed this deal through, for better or worse. Say what you want about the man … and plenty do … but he’s the one who got Israel and Hamas to the table. It’s his fingerprints on this thing, not Carney’s.

Carney, though, well, he’s stepping into the picture now that the dust’s settled a bit. Cameras are rolling, hands are shaking, and everyone’s talking peace. It’s good optics, as they say. Makes Canada look like we’re helping steer the ship. Trouble is, the ship was already built and halfway across the water by the time he showed up.

That’s the way of politics, I suppose. Folks like to stand in the light after someone else wired it up. And I’m not saying Carney means harm. Maybe he really does want peace, and I’ll give him that. But when I see him headed off to Egypt talking about unity and recognition, I can’t help thinking … he’s showing up at the barn raising after the last nail’s already in.

Anyway, maybe in the end it doesn’t matter who takes the bow, as long as the job gets done. But I still think folks ought to remember who lit the fire in the first place.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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A Few Words for a Thanksgiving Morning

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Good morning. You know, over the years I’ve seen how most problems come back to earth after a cup of coffee and a little work.

Starting things off, it looks like we are in for another great day here in Cottage Country, the kind that reminds you what Thanksgiving’s really about.

Highway 522 is quiet this morning, and the reason is simple enough. Most folks are either at home or visiting friends for the holiday. For my wife and me, that’s exactly what we’re doing. She has a turkey ready to go in the oven and a dessert I don’t know about yet. And later this afternoon, we’ll sit down and enjoy it, just the two of us this year. It’s a day that slows you down long enough to notice what you’d miss if it were gone.

On another note, yesterday I worked the day away in my old woodworking shop. I’m going to be making some more wooden flutes, my own design as always, and every one will be different in appearance. One of a kind, you could say. This year I plan on making around 25, which will bring my total up to around 75. I didn’t think I’d make any this winter, but seeing that we sold so many through the summer months in our gift shop, I thought I’d better.

They’re a lot of work. So many steps from start to finish that it’s hard to remember them all. That’s another reason I like to keep making them. Things stay fresh in your mind when you don’t let them sit too long.

A few days ago I picked up some of the exotic wood I’ll be needing, put it with what I already have, and things should work out. I managed to cut some of the pieces yesterday after getting everything together, and today I’ll finish that part up. Then it’s on to the tedious work where I inlay all different colors together. That’s a job in itself. Takes a lot of patience and a good trained eye, let me tell you.

At any rate, we’ll see how things go along. That’s what I was up to yesterday and what I’ll be doing today. Should keep me busy, wouldn’t you think?

So with that, I will finish things off today with this: I spent my younger years boarded out on a dairy farm, and those folks taught me more about Thanksgiving than any holiday dinner ever could. It wasn’t about the turkey or the trimmings. Well in part it was as i sure do like turkey, but mostly it was about stopping long enough to notice what you’ve got: a warm house, work that keeps your hands busy, and people you care about sitting across from you.

So yea, that’s what today is: my wife and I at the table, her getting her art studio ready for a winter of painting, me with flutes taking shape in the shop. And to top things off… a quiet evening, nothing fancy, but everything that matters.

Happy Thanksgiving Folks!

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW

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