Neigh, A Horse!

Well. To all those adoring fans that read this blog and to the multitudes that remain anxiously perched on the edge of their seats awaiting the next epic installment...I apologize that it has been so long since my last revelations. My intentions have always been positive since I set up in this small, personal corner on world wide web, yet many great thoughts and ideas never quite made it to fruition here. Hopefully that will change...someday! I was out with a friend yesterday getting lost in Elk Island (and surrounding area) when we happened across an historical Ukranian village just off highway 16. It was interesting to see how they lived in the early 1900's. My friend Michal, frustrated with having to drive around in a Ford Taurus (loan car) for the past two weeks while her own car is being fixed up, tried to boost a classic 1930's Ford but she was unsuccessful in the attempt (no coat hangers were handy in the ukranian village of yore!). We wandered up to a field were a couple of horses were hanging out and after spending a few minutes there in their presence the thought occured to me "these horses have the easy life." I then thought, in that moment, how i'd love to be one of those horses, chewin' the cud, shooting the breeze....my only worries in life being those pesky flies always buzzing around and staying cool under a hot sun. Yep. I think i'd make a dandy horse...I already enjoy apples and carrots! Unfortunately, this aspiring horse has to put some thought to publishing another blog entry...i'll be back...i'm just going to go out and enjoy the sun...maybe practice my "galloping."

Happy Canada Day!

July 1, 1986. 20 years ago today, I became a canadian citizen. Seems like a long time after reading over that last sentence, and yet, I don't feel that far removed from the memory of those first years I spent in Canada as a young boy. I remember loving the fact that school uniforms were not required. No shirts with collars. No ties!! I loved the casual approach appropriated by the Public School system in Canada....a place were the sky seemed "big" and neverending. Anything and everything seemed possible out here and grew the imagination of a scrappy yet quiet little irish kid. Soccer was my game and I played with a passion, but I soon was exposed to the national sport of ice hockey and was wowed. Of course, it was a treat growing up in Edmonton in the '80's and being introduced to the coolest game on earth by guys like Gretzky, Messier, Coffee, Fuhr, and so on, sealing my fate as a life long fan! Go Oilers Go! Seeing the Rocky Mountains for the first time is an experience I will never forget and the start of a love for the outdoors that continues to grow to this very day. Majestic is a word that always comes to mind as I think back on those experiences and i've never felt closer to my creator than when I am amidst those mighty mountains. The one thing that holds the greatest appeal for me personally is the culture and diversity that I discovered while living in Canada. I have met so many great and interesting people along the way and i'm a better person because of it. So...thanks Canada! You know who you are ;)