Looking Back

How is it that the creations of Ovila St. Jean came to be the center piece of the Roxy Revival’s latest funding event?

When Day Turns to Night
“With a finger on your lips,
Watch the solar eclipse.”

Last weekend’s production of Snow White.

Thirty days has September,
April, June, and November,
All the rest I can’t remember

Roy was in the Michel Creek Valley mines for 13 years and he saw a lot.

For a few years I sat on the Bellevue Underground Mine board, working with a wonderful team to volunteers to promote and enhance the mine tour experience there.

“A mine is a mine. You go in, you never know if you gonna come out” - Pete Rotella

The very last thing that the FortisAlberta crews did, as part of their Coleman upgrade program here this year, was to install a simple pair of insulators.

“Freedom is man’s capacity to take a hand in his own development. It is our capacity to mold ourselves.”
- Rollo May

Of all the collective nouns you may have heard, like: a parliament of owls or a murder of crows; I’m bettin’ there is one you haven’t come across and that would be:”a profusion of pachyderms”.

The tradition of the playing of the Last Post goes back to around 1790 and was used by the British Army to signify to their soldiers to “stand down” for the day. 

Will you love the ‘you’ you hide? If I but call your name?
Will you quell the fear inside. And never be the same?
Will you use the faith you’ve found. To reshape the world around,
Through my sight and touch and sound. In you and you in me?
The Summons - John L. Bell - 1987

“Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky”
- Khalil Gibran

Father’s Day, Labour Day and a whole myriad of events are designated as “the day’ for supporting or celebrating that particular thing.  While it is significant to bring the subjects of these days into the light it is also important to remember that in some cases these acknowledgments should be on-going, not just for a day but for every single day of the year. 

Age-related hearing loss is a fact of life for many including myself. It is a slow descent into a world of frustration at the inability to discern what is being said because of background noise or sounds that just don’t register.

The remarkable Ximenez Quartet performed flawless baroque works by Mozart, Haydn, Pleyel, Gossec and Ximenez.

On my first trip to the Beltline I discovered, to my astonishment, that there were dozens of spectacular murals located in the streets, avenues and the back alleys of this inner core.  It was totally unexpected and the artwork was over the top and full of messages and creativity.

The walk is a reminder to all of us that we are all in this together and to watch out for those who are struggling and are uncertain what trail to take.

That place of no light is underground in a coal mine and once I got used to the absence of light the uncertainty of being there faded away. 

I would like to share a story with you.