isobelmtl
Writing under a Montreal sky
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or is it? In George Orwell’s dystopian novel the slogan that heads today’s blog is a fundamental tenant of society. It is an absolute ” value” of consumer society to create in the masses (and make no mistake, you and I are part of that class) an unquenchable desire for new objects. This desire is…
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I guess it must really be summer. I drank my first glass of homemade lemonade bought from young entrepreneurs. They sold classic and pink varieties for one dollar a glass. The price seemed a little steep to me but we were buying charm as well. The group of youngsters had quite a good marketing strategy. …
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A recent study informs us that over 60% of the residents of Montreal are tenents. They are a restless lot too. It seems that Montrealers are quite ready to pack up their stuff and try to find that perfect apartment. If only the place could be a little cheaper, a little bigger,…
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It has been a long time since I went for a walk in the Town of Mount Royal. TMR as we call it here in Montreal is an independent municipality completely surrounded by the rest of the city. It was founded in 1912 as a sort of ideal garden suburb. It is home to about…
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I watched with interest the speech given by Donald Trump this morning as he began his tour of Saudi Arabia, Israel and Rome. I am no political scholar but I have followed with alarm the rise of (must I?) President….Trump and his extraordinary behavior during the early months of his administration. Before we get into…
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Anyone who reads this blog knows I can go off into raptures about nature in all its forms. However, living in the country brings home the dark side of Mother Nature. As I told a dear friend of mine today, I had considered myself on top of the food chain. Black flies do not…
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The hummingbirds, I mean. This evening just before sunset we heard the unique burring noise of a hummingbird coming to the feeder. We eventually saw three scrappy little miracles at the feeder, fighting and whirring around. It is a wonderful sight and a sign that Spring really is here. It had better be as everything is…
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There is enough Irish blood coursing in my veins to think of planting potatoes as a sacred task. I doubt any ancestor of mine ever planted Blue Russians or Congo Pot varieties but scrabbling around in the dirt seemed to come naturally. I have never planted potatoes before and in spite of the very annoying…
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Here are a few more beauties that just appeared as I was going around this morning. I have no idea what they are called but I will try to find out. Lovely, aren’t they? It is very interesting to see all the nesting pairs of birds and see how they are enjoying the bird feeder. …