Thursday, November 27, 2003

Eastern Lights

Thanksgiving Sunrise:

I've written a lot about the Northern Lights, which I have yet to see in these climes; yet nearly every morning I'm greeted by an ordinary miracle no less spectacular.

This morning's, above, isn't the best I've seen, yet I'm thankful that I see any at all, life itself being what it is. The gift of a few moments in eternity.

Here's what I wrote about the same subject a year ago. One brief year later, the meaning carries. Love those links.

See ya on the road.

Thanksdrinking, etc.

Venice at Hooch:

If you're in Toronto tonight, go down to the Hooch, 817 Queens W., and dig Venice Cameron, about whom I have written before. Highly recommended.