Today I love wind chimes and my sudden realization that they are an analogy of the wind as surely as a clock face with its sweeping hands are an analogy of time. I love that wind chimes represent our ornamental way of tracing the wind with our senses of sight and hearing. I love the random harmonics that they create. I love that I am determined to acquire a set of chimes for the cottage that have the richest yet subtlest sound I can find. I love that I am looking forward to hearing them beside the little brook that flows off and on through three and a half seasons of every year. I love how I have found these thoughts in the biggest of the big cities in my country as measured by population. I love how, even though I am in love with Toronto, it makes me think of my real home almost as soon as I arrive here. I love this wild and crazy city of my birth, the constant barrage of new and unusual I encounter as I move around and through it, the mix of old and new that is everywhere, the old not that old and the new never new for long because more is always coming to age it by comparison.
Today I love silver grey daylight that imparts a calm and cozy feeling of quiet ease. I love how dull damp days make me happy about things like fireplaces and sweaters and warm boots. I love that in this city there is an underground mall that sprawls for miles and has the confusing name of The PATH because you can walk for blocks and never go outside. I love that Union Station is part of the PATH and so I could walk out of my room in my shirt sleeves and take the elevator to the basement and head to the train station and board a train and be in Montreal in four hours without having been outside. I love how many options for adventure are available when one removes the mental and emotional barriers blocking the frontiers that await.
Today I love chip (French Fries) trucks and street meat. I love that if the weather clears up I’m bound for Yonge Street and if it doesn’t I’m going to wander the path and pop up to see the sights here and there. I love that I am also bound for the lakefront at some point and I’ll be wandering hither and yon for no other reason than to say I did. I love to just go!
Today I love drinking coffee while I write so as to elevate my caffeine levels enough for the long road ahead of me, on the streets or The PATH of Toronto.