Monday morning... Odds and Sods

A purple crocus blooms at my door. Cardinals in my garden are no longer hiding in the cedar hedge Black-capped chickadees have bent to the ground the last stems that stood throughout the winter. Temperature hasn't changed much but birds and plants know what's what. I am finally on the mend from a weird kind of flu that resisted all efforts to hasten its departure. Blog postings normally occupy my day. T.V.news and features have helped to while away the hours. Some things I've noticed. Prime Minister Stephen Harper appears to be having one of those professional image makeovers. Last week, he and Mrs Harper helped elementary school students have a conversation with Chris Hadfield,Canadian Commander of the space station. To-day, the prominent couple will welcome a giant pandas couple on their arrival from China on five year loan to Toronto zoo. No doubt the pandas will appreciate the attention. We'll await with bated breath the next warm and fuzzy occasion planned for our edification. The new Pontiff was chosen. Seems like a nice man. Cardinals have been engaged explaining to the media what changes the world can expect and what not. It got me thinking. About the wisdom of immature girls starting birth control pills for use throughout their re-productive lives. About fetus aborted because of Down's syndrome. About third trimester abortions. I thought about why women want to be priests. I wrote a post about the appearance of two Lakeshore Mayors appearing before the committee of inquiry into cancellation of two gas-fired hydro generating plants after construction had begun. I referred to one as Burlington Burton Turns out he was probably the Mayor of Oakville. That made me decide to check out what the Ontario Legislature Channel has to offer. I'm watching it now. OMG. it's tedious. The few members present keep shifting about to fill the seats behind speakers to look like everybody is on the job. I have the sound turned off. My grand-daughter Stephanie is going through her basket of seeds to decide which to start,ready to set out when the weather gets warm. I think we will have to plan some raised boxes. One of my readers doesn't understand why I'm not writing about a jazz festival in Aurora that may not be,instead of of the cancellation of the hydro generating plants. Well, we all have our priorities. If jazz festivals are felt to be a critical need in the community, by all means my commenter should certainly write a post on the subject. I am content to leave the field clear. Nothing in my experience entices me to engage.