Slava Ukraini

Ukrainian flag

Today’s bike ride took me past the Com­mu­ni­ty Gar­dens, where some­one’s proud­ly fly­ing a Ukrain­ian flag.

Series: Bike Ride Photos

The entire series: Down by the riv­er; Bike ride birds; The ex-gar­den and the weir; Snap­shots of a ride; Across Town; Black­bird; North Hill cam­pus; Lilacs and coun­try roads; A pop of colour; Back lane flow­ers; More Breniz­ers; The riv­er is high; A bird and a reflec­tion; Rideau Park; Writ­ing Retreat 2020, Day 7; Writ­ing Retreat 2020: The Num­bers; Storm dam­age, sun­flow­ers; Eleanor Kidd gar­dens; Scenes from today’s ride; All right, autumn can be pret­ty; Bike ride, April 10, 2021; Bike ride wildlife; Bike ride, May 16, 2021; Some flow­ers for you; Lilacs; Under the bridge; A fence, a tree, and the sky; Tur­tle Cross­ing; Ceme­tery crit­ters; On Reflec­tion; Week­end rides; Upon Reflec­tion; Deer and paparazzi; Sep­tem­ber Bike Ride; Corn & Sun­set; On Reflec­tion: Oct. 1st; Autumn Trees; A bit of graf­fi­ti; Novem­ber bike ride; Geese; Day 30; Quack quack; Skin­ny deer; Mon­day bike ride; Sat­ur­day snaps; Deer + Flow­ers; Bike Ride — July 17, 2022; The mead­ow; It seems to be autumn; Por­tal fan­ta­sy; Sla­va Ukrai­ni; Writ­ing Retreat 2023: Thurs­day bike ride; Bike Ride, May 20, 2024; Shy; Cana­da Day ride; A long ride; Cook­ie Ride redux; Writ­ing Retreat 2024: 6; Writ­ing Retreat 2024: The End; Bike Ride, Sep. 22, 2024; Today’s Ride — Oct. 6, 2024; Souris Val­ley; Bike Ride Pho­tos — May 19, 2025; Bike ride, May 24; Art in the trees.

Portal fantasy

A bright blue door leans against a building.

You’ve prob­a­bly read a por­tal fan­ta­sy. It’s just a sto­ry where the char­ac­ters are trans­port­ed from our world to some oth­er world, usu­al­ly by mag­i­cal means, often through a door of some kind. L. Frank Baum’sThe Wiz­ard of Oz is a por­tal fan­ta­sy; so are Lewis Car­rol­l’s Alice’s Adven­tures in Won­der­land and C. S. Lewis’s The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. I’m cur­rent­ly read­ing The Star­less Sea by Erin Mor­gen­stern, which is a lit­er­al por­tal fan­ta­sy: trav­el to the sec­ondary world is through actu­al doors, most­ly paint­ed by a char­ac­ter named Mirabel.

For well over 20 years I read Stephen King’s Dark Tow­er saga, which is a por­tal fan­ta­sy, with char­ac­ters mov­ing between Key­stone Earth (ie, our world) and Mid-World via doors that stand on beach­es, in forests, in dark­ened base­ments and haunt­ed houses.

So when I saw the blue door lean­ing against a Bell MTS build­ing, I had to stop and take a pho­to. If it was­n’t behind chain­link fence, I might just have tried turn­ing the door­knob, in case there was a world behind it.

You nev­er know.

Series: Bike Ride Photos

The entire series: Down by the riv­er; Bike ride birds; The ex-gar­den and the weir; Snap­shots of a ride; Across Town; Black­bird; North Hill cam­pus; Lilacs and coun­try roads; A pop of colour; Back lane flow­ers; More Breniz­ers; The riv­er is high; A bird and a reflec­tion; Rideau Park; Writ­ing Retreat 2020, Day 7; Writ­ing Retreat 2020: The Num­bers; Storm dam­age, sun­flow­ers; Eleanor Kidd gar­dens; Scenes from today’s ride; All right, autumn can be pret­ty; Bike ride, April 10, 2021; Bike ride wildlife; Bike ride, May 16, 2021; Some flow­ers for you; Lilacs; Under the bridge; A fence, a tree, and the sky; Tur­tle Cross­ing; Ceme­tery crit­ters; On Reflec­tion; Week­end rides; Upon Reflec­tion; Deer and paparazzi; Sep­tem­ber Bike Ride; Corn & Sun­set; On Reflec­tion: Oct. 1st; Autumn Trees; A bit of graf­fi­ti; Novem­ber bike ride; Geese; Day 30; Quack quack; Skin­ny deer; Mon­day bike ride; Sat­ur­day snaps; Deer + Flow­ers; Bike Ride — July 17, 2022; The mead­ow; It seems to be autumn; Por­tal fan­ta­sy; Sla­va Ukrai­ni; Writ­ing Retreat 2023: Thurs­day bike ride; Bike Ride, May 20, 2024; Shy; Cana­da Day ride; A long ride; Cook­ie Ride redux; Writ­ing Retreat 2024: 6; Writ­ing Retreat 2024: The End; Bike Ride, Sep. 22, 2024; Today’s Ride — Oct. 6, 2024; Souris Val­ley; Bike Ride Pho­tos — May 19, 2025; Bike ride, May 24; Art in the trees.

Lilacs

White and purple lilacs against the sky

I went for a walk at noon. This time I remem­bered my water, which was good—it was hot out. I also took my camera.

I love lilacs. They’re my favourite flower. Their scent is one of the trea­sures of late spring. The only down­side is their sea­son is so very short.

I also spot­ted a paint­ed rock along the 34th Street walk­ing path.

A small rock with a sailboat painted on it

Aurora: May 19–20, 2023

Aurora Borealis

It was a love­ly night for the auro­ra. It’s too bad I was stand­ing next to my car, bro­ken down on the side of the Trans-Cana­da High­way, while I watched it.

Thanks to my love­ly wife Kath­leen who came and res­cued me, and kept me com­pa­ny while we wait­ed on a tow truck.

Nerdy details: all the pho­tos were tak­en at 11mm, 5 sec­onds, f/2.8, ISO 3200 and edit­ed (light­ly) in GIMP. The panora­ma at the top is 3 pho­tos stitched togeth­er with Hugin

Aurora, April 23, 2023

Aurora Borealis, April 23, 2023

Last night, Kath­leen said to me, “I hear the auro­ra should be good tonight.” I checked the app on my phone that shows me the auro­ra data. Every­thing looked pret­ty good except the Bz val­ue, which was about +17. (For a good show, you want the Bz to be neg­a­tive. The longer it’s been neg­a­tive, the better.)

Con­tin­ue read­ing “Auro­ra, April 23, 2023”

Lasagna

I don’t know about you, but for me, lasagna[1]Espe­cial­ly the lasagna Flo­ren­tine my dad taught me to cook. is the per­fect com­fort food. When it’s in the house I will hap­pi­ly eat it at every meal till it’s gone.

This time I snapped a pho­to or two before I devoured it all.

Con­tin­ue read­ing “Lasagna”

Foot­notes

Foot­notes
1 Espe­cial­ly the lasagna Flo­ren­tine my dad taught me to cook.

Aurora, March 23, 2023

Aurora Borealis

Wow, that was a show.

The data looked ridicu­lous from the out­set. There’s one para­me­ter, when you’re con­sult­ing the ora­cle (sor­ry, the space-weath­er data), the Bz, that you want to be a neg­a­tive num­ber. I’ve seen great shows when the Bz was around ‑3 or ‑5. The longer it’s neg­a­tive, the better.

Yes­ter­day after­noon, every time I checked, the Bz was around ‑15. Crazy.

And the auro­ral oval looked like this. When it’s yel­low, that’s usu­al­ly a good sign. Red—that much red—is flat-out amazing.

The auroral oval from spaceweather.com, showing a large red patch over central North America
Con­tin­ue read­ing “Auro­ra, March 23, 2023”