"All words are symbols that represent unspeakable realities. Which is also why words are magical." (Donald Miller tweet)

Sunday, February 03, 2008

a wow and a chuckle

Wow - I think Joe's peregrine falcon was in our yard on Friday night! I looked out the window, and there he was, just a few feet away, tearing away at something he was eating. He was there for several minutes, but not long enough for me to get my camera. Quite something to see.

Chuckle - Our street is small, with parking on both sides. Snow plows shun us in a storm until the last possible minute. Seriously. Last night, just before 6 pm, a plow went through, clearing one swipe on our street. Minutes later, on the 6:00 news, it was reported that Hamilton's streets and side streets have all been officially and fully cleared. Are we ACTUALLY the last street to be plowed? Do they call it in when they get to the end of our street?