Wordsmith

Wordsmith
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Canada
Birthday
September 26
Bio
Mother, daughter, writer, friend. Seen more than a bit of the world, but keep returning to the place I feel most at home. Have owned restaurants, documented software, joined a circus. Whatever I post here will probably fit into that fairly wide framework.

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OCTOBER 10, 2012 11:34AM

Photo: Thanksgiving Heron

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While our neighbours to the south celebrated the "discovery" of the continent this past weekend, we up here north of the 49th parallel were giving thanks.

My family's never been much on the whole turkey dinner thing, and have begun what we hope will become a new tradition: The Thanksgiving Picnic. Early October in Montreal can make for variable picnic weather, but we've been lucky for the past couple of years.  

 This year we headed out to the Parc des Rapides, which looks out of over the Lachine Rapids just to the west of Montreal, and adjacent to a large bird sanctuary.

 I believe the bird who so kindly posed for me is a Great Blue Heron. (If anyone would care to correct me, please do; birds are not my speciality.)

I'm all the more pleased with this particular image because I have posted it straight from the camera: no tweaking, no cropping, no colour boosted. 

For a larger view, click image. 

Parc des Rapides, Montreal. Monday., October 8, 2012.

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Wordsmith, the image is so strong, beautiful, an art indeed. Thank you for sharing.
Thanks You very much.
The Great Blue Heron.
Thanksgiving. Recall.
Gratitude - Sadnees.
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My Uncle Bernard died in a freak air crash at ` Andrews Field on Thanksgiving Day - 1948.

I was there - One month old.
My Father's brother wrecked.
Then? My Dad's Mother died.
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I did a blog about that sadness.
I can't remember that sadness.
I knows my Father was so sad.
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His Mom died near West Point.
Uncle Bernard was from there.
Poor Dad . . .
He was a 'mess' on Thanksgiving.
My Father held me that sad day.
We'd speak about Life Mystery.
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I wander off to see shadows.
It's the long-shadow times.
Sun set. Stars shine in dark.
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Let's be at rest. Gratitude.
I saw a Heron. She Flew.
I hopped from my P.U..
I captured in my Mind.
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Thanks
Ay Stathi Stathi. Agree.
O, appreciate Beauty.
I gonna view Moon.
It comes up late.
It's On Time.
Harmony.
Stathi, thank you. I will admit I am quite pleased with it.

And Art, it has been a long time since I have had the pleasure of receiving one of your delightfully crafted comments. (The fault is mine, as my rate of posting has been quite dismal of late...)