September 2, 2006

It's September already. It's sunny, crisp and fresh today. It hardly seems like September but there is the writing on the wall. The Delta swimming pool outside my window has closed for the season. All the chairs are gone and the blue water twinkle lonely by itself. It is emply. Soon, they are going to empty the pool and the grey concrete will be exposed for a while. Later on in the month they may cover it with the green tarp they had over it last winter.
It's beautiful to observe life from my window and the confirmation that whatever goes around comes around. Isn't this what life is all about? Cycles, circles, death and rebirth. It's all there, we see it all the time.

It was a bloody weekend for our troops in Iraq. So many lives lost. Those soldiers are brave and deserve our support. I cannot imagine anyone wanting to be a soldier and going to war, knowing full well that they might not return. Is there a comparison here between a soldier and a person who straps himself with a bomb and blows up himself hoping to take a few enemies with him for the greater good? Is there a difference?

It was a great Labour Day Weekend in Winnipeg. The Forks Market teamed with people. I have not seen so many people at the Forks in a long time. It seemed like the entire city was there. The sun unleashed a heat I had not felt in a long time. One woman told me that when she was a child, she could not remember the sun that hot and that there was a softness to it. She blamed the global warming for the change.

The Winnipeg Symphony Orchestra had a free half hour performance under the Canopy at the Forks. People appeared to have enjoyed that a lot. It was great. The conductor was a woman.

Isn't it a shame what happened to Steve Irwin, the TV Host who was accidentally killed while on the job? I understand it was a stingray that pierced through his heart. As a child I was terrified of stingray. They can be found in Guyana's rainforest area in streams and rivers. As a child I heard a lot of stories about stinray knocking up pork knockers. Steve gave us a lot of thrills sitting in our armchairs while he exposed himself to mortal danger. Too bad he had to leave us so soon. I will miss him on Jay Leno's show. He had a regular spot there.
That's all for now. Gotto go home now.