Today I love the people who inform us, the ones who go out and ask the questions or at the very least sift through the chaff of information to highlight the more relevant details. I love the journalists and the publishers and the editors and the ones who work hard to keep things going. I love that I get to work among these people. I love that we continue to do what we believe in even when people accuse us of being biased. I love that there are still enough of us to continue telling what truth we can find to those who want that truth despite the prevalence of those who pretend to be honest journalists in order to market to special interest groups and to grow those groups from the ranks of people who wish to know what to do and how to proceed. I love that people like Anne Finlay-Stewart of the Owen Sound Hub and Diana Meder of the Dock put their heads down and work diligently on making sure we get to hear what is going on around us on a daily basis. I love that they, and others, keep going despite the abuses of those who think that giving unbiased reports is a personal affront to their beliefs. I love that when people try to torch them, they take the burn and feel it, because they are human, and then they get up and shake it off and continue on their way, offering their assistance to the ones who still want to learn.
Today I love the way the sky looks new and different each day, even when the day seems to be a carbon copy of the day before. I love how every day that the sky is clear it looks like it is a blue that has never been seen before. I love when the sky boils with grey clouds, or is still and covered over and looks like slate. I love the way a cloudy sky makes the bay look angry and dark and deep green.
Today I love blue berries and the way they pop in my mouth. I love blueberry flavor in porridge, even though it makes the porridge purple and grumpy looking. I love the sounds of my neighborhood, children laughing and calling to their friends, mothers and fathers calling to their children, dogs being called to and people saying hello as they pass by each other. I love that there are places in my neighborhood that look unique and separate, and yet they are right around a corner and down the street from me.
Today I love drinking coffee in my neighborhood and in my town where the flowers grow and the people are friendly, and some of them are informative.