Tuesday, December 15, 2009
i love when our village gathers. we are a community within a larger whole. the city happens around us, but we are a little lakeside village. 33 years ago we hosted the sailing olympics when the summer olympics were in montreal. and because of that we have a sculpture structure in our harbor that housed the olympic flame during the events. this morning, before dawn, we were roused by a string of trucks blaring music and announcing the flame was on it's way. edgar was barking. we were asleep. once we figured out what was happening, we got ourselves half dressed and down the stairs. our neighbors were on their doorsteps. tom grabbed the camera off the dining room table. people broke into little groups to watch and wonder. the flame jogged past. people chatted. we took edgar up to the corner to get a coffee. i love when the village gathers.