The exercise:
Write about: the expedition.
Sunday August 30th, 2020
The exercise:
Another late in the month edition of Hindsight, coming right up.
Mine:
I woke alone in a hospital room, though it took several minutes for me to figure that out. Sure, the IV drip and beeping machine to my left should have made my location pretty clear pretty quick but in my defence I wasn't even aware that I had already been diagnosed with yet another concussion.
It wasn't long after understanding dawned and a partial memory of the events that led me to my current situation returned that a young Japanese nurse entered the room. She smiled kindly as she checked my vitals and I watched her in silence until my eyes fell on her name badge.
"Georgina?" I rasped, then fell into a coughing fit. I clearly had not spoken or had anything to drink in a while. Once I'd regained some semblance of control she handed me a paper cup filled with water and watched me drink.
"My great-grandmother's name," she told me after I handed the cup back. Her English was flawless. My addled brain was having a lot of trouble processing this woman. "On my father's side - he's American."
"Oh," I said, not knowing what other response was appropriate. At least I didn't start coughing again.
"How's your head doing?"
"Slowly," I said and she laughed. I scowled. I wasn't trying to be funny, just accurate.
"Well, from what I understand, you did hit your head pretty hard," Georgina said, then added with a wink: "Chasing after girls, I hear."
"Just the one," I said, closing my eyes with a sigh. "Away from the other."
"Popular boy," she said with another laugh. I was beginning to like her laugh, for all that it hurt my brain to hear it at the time. "Will one of these girls be coming to take you home?"
I thought about that for a few seconds. "I doubt it."
"Well we can't let you leave the hospital unless you have someone to monitor you, to make sure your symptoms aren't getting worse."
"Well then," I said, the words inching their way out of my mouth as the waking world began to go dark, "I guess you're stuck with me."
Saturday August 29th, 2020
The exercise:
Write a four line poem about: hindsight.
So, uh, Hindsight tomorrow or Monday, huh? Let's aim for tomorrow.
Edit: not sure what happened with original post. Computer crash in the middle of writing it up must have buggered something. Hopefully things show up properly now (though I did have a different prompt initially, but I guess I'll save that for next week).
Saturday August 22nd, 2020
The exercise:
Write a four line poem about: just like old times.
Oh hey, the Canucks defeated the defending Stanley Cup Champs last night to advance to the second round of the playoffs.
Wooooooo.
Wednesday August 19th, 2020
The exercise:
Write about: stoking the fire.
Pretty smoky day in Osoyoos. Kat said Oliver wasn't too bad for most of the day, but it reached here late afternoon and decided to settle in for a spell.
At least it kept Town Hall fairly quiet, as most people had enough sense to stay indoors.
Tuesday August 18th, 2020
The exercise:
Write two haiku about: fighters.
There's a wildfire to the south of Osoyoos, on both sides of the border, and another to the north of Oliver. I think both started today. We'll see how they play out.
Monday August 17th, 2020
The exercise:
Write about: skipping.
In unrelated news, my right arm is hella sore today and it probably has something to do with how many stones I was skipping on the river this weekend.
Sunday August 16th, 2020
The exercise:
Write about a: misadventure.
Because it's still an adventure!
(On the drive to the campsite we were briefly stuck in a ditch. I did a dumb, don't ask. Several kind passersby helped us get out of said ditch. I suspect it will be the main story of the trip for the boys for quite some time.)
Saturday August 15th, 2020
The exercise:
Write a four line poem about: muscle memory.
Yesterday and today's posts were scheduled on Thursday night, as we're spending Friday and Saturday night camping. Assuming we've not been eaten by bears, I'll be back to do a new post tomorrow. Maybe even with a picture or two to share.
Friday August 7th, 2020
The exercise:
Write four lines of prose about: back in.
The NHL resumed play last weekend (with no fans in attendance) after pausing the season on March 12th due to the global pandemic. They ended up cancelling the remainder of the regular season and have come back to the ice for the playoffs, with the top teams in the standings guaranteed a spot and the teams less certain of making the post season as of the pause playing each other in order to round things out.
The Canucks are one of those teams, and they were matched up against Minnesota in a best of five series.
And just a few minutes ago they won game four in overtime, clinching a 3-1 series win.
In the strangest of years, the Canucks are officially back in the playoffs for the first time since 2015.
Tuesday August 4th, 2020
The exercise:
Write two haiku about: a tantrum.
We've had some doozies recently. The summer heat seems to encourage them with great enthusiasm.
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