Archive for April, 2011
I’ve been thinking about friends a lot lately – most recently because I just rediscovered my best friend from childhood online, after stumbling across her photos on display in Mac Hall. (as an aside, she writes an absolutely fantastic blog, and is a really good photographer)
I think about my childhood, growing up with friends in Canyon Meadows, a lot. I didn’t realize how much I think about it, and talk about it, until I told my son that I’d found my friend online again. He asked me if it was the friend with the boomerang. Dang. Yes. She had a boomerang, and I stupidly threw it and nearly took her head off when it came back (thankfully/unfortunately landing in a pond instead). I’d been telling him the stories of my childhood because they have shaped who I am.
And I realize that in spite of this, I have been (and continue to be) a terrible friend. I’m distant. I’m difficult to connect with. I isolate myself, and push people away. I think about my friends all the time, but don’t act.
I’ve done this all my life – and it’s something I want to change. I’m distant from everyone except my immediate family. I’m loosely bound to everyone else. I interact with my friends (and extended family) primarily online. I know I won’t be able to change completely, nor immediately, but I need to make an effort.
also, it’s no coincidence that when I picture the happiest times of hanging out with friends in recent years, it’s been at casa del lamb/mcphee with a group of really incredible people.
the main sidewalk from the C-Train station onto campus, after a big spring dump of snow.
The global headquarters for SMART Technologies, reflected across a partially frozen duck pond.
heading through scenic acres, on the way to the nose hill drive crossing.
crisp blue sky in the morning, with a system starting to push over the Rockies. it hit the city in the afternoon, with wind gusts over 80km/h and a quick rain/snow flurry before calming a bit.
this bald eagle was drinking from the creek in their enclosure, and walked right up to the fence. We were maybe 2 feet away from the bird at one point, when it opened its wings to move, freaking The Boy out pretty solidly.
I finally got a chance to scrub my bike’s drivetrain with actual liquid water. Lots of grit and grime came off, revealing some pretty severe wear and tear. A new chain and cassette are in order, but it’ll wait until later this spring…
it’s finally starting to feel like spring. blue skies. warm(er) winds. snow melting. won’t be long now…
waiting in the IT lunch room, before a morning meeting. digging the 70′s themed furniture…
finally got back on the bike, hopefully for the rest of the year. I’m just over 2 MONTHS behind last year’s pace. Insane. This was not a fun winter for biking…