Today I love rainy roads and the beauty of panoramic vistas viewed through rain soaked windshields and looking like impressionist paintings of light and the lack thereof in the spaces between. I love that I am yet again on the road and this time I’m on my way to the Folk Music Ontario conference to figure out what all I’m missing in my life as far as folk music is concerned. I love that there are people I know down at this conference already and they will be doing their best to sell their talent to a province of listeners with appetites for folkie musical creations. I love that I am going as a radio show host but I’ll be paying attention as a musician as well, who knows, maybe this might be something I could leverage to move my own music forward, right? I love that whenever I mentioned going to this conference not one soul suggested that it was anything less than a great idea. I love that, since I’ve applied for the Gene Shay Folk DJ scholarship to go to the Folk Alliance International conference in New Orleans, this conference this weekend will be good practice in case I win and get to go to the international one. I love that I no longer care about jinxing luck so I talk about things instead of pretending they aren’t possible, thus I have no problem saying that I’m really looking forward to going to New Orleans if I win the scholarship.
Today I love that we did our usual Saturday morning trip to the Owen Sound Farmers’ Market and got our breakfast and did some shopping. I love that we have decided to make the effort to buy more of our food locally and I’m happy with that. I love that even though it means we’re paying more for our food, it is good food, and we are putting more of our money into our local economy and that means my neighbors are more likely to be able to afford our other neighbors and may shop locally more as well. I love this because it also means that the food I’m eating has a smaller carbon footprint and that is becoming increasingly important to me.
Today I love ornamental iron fences. I love hedges that look dark and thick and mysterious. I love that we got gas before we left town because, who’d have guessed that it is cheaper back home? I love that the big city smells bad … because I get to leave after I’m done here.
Today I love drinking coffee on the road again, ’cause oad coffee is the best coffee of all, unless you count coffee at home, but lucky me, I get to drink both.