Good Broken Things

 Maple at the edge of our balcony

I’ve noticed some things being broken over the past few days.

On Thursday, it was a full week that my co-worker had broken her smoking habit. I kept waiting for her to turn tired, grumpy, and impatient — Thursday is stock day — but no, she was cheery and energetic all day, breaking into little snatches of song, my goodness! The change in her from the week before was incredible.

On Friday, E.g. and Jack’s mum and our mutual friend Jane and I all went out to supper. We broke bread — a long, skinny baguette, actually — in the neighbourhood chi-chi French restaurant, and the waiter broke out a bottle of Grenache to go with our dinners. It was Jack’s mum’s birthday, so while Jack was out at his youth club we enjoyed a “girls’ night out”. Our menus were in English — and so was our waiter — so he was a little puzzled when I asked in broken French for the “palourdes rembourrees”, which more or less means upholstered clams.

Yesterday, Jack and Jack’s mum and E.g. and Cai and I broke out of our usual Saturday routines, leaving the city for a drive out in the country. We went to visit half a dozen youngsters somewhere; more about that tomorrow. On the way back, we took a break at Mono Cliffs Conservation Area, hiking in a little ways until we found a nice set of boulders where we could break for lunch.

Our apartment is an end unit, just over the fence from a recreation field lined with maples. The branches of one tree touch our balcony. This morning, I was standing out there in the Spring sunshine when I noticed that the buds are just starting to break, fat and full of promise. Some of them have actually broken right open into tiny, delicate green bobbly things since I took the photo.

5 Responses to Good Broken Things

  1. Not to get into all your business but are you in Europe? LOL

    Oh… I have a thing for nature. I cannot tell you how great it is to finally see the green sprouting on trees.

  2. lavenderbay says:

    Are you referring to the mangled French, Urban Thought? No, we’re Canadian, and I do have a half-decent grasp on the Quebecois language, but didn’t think of the correct term “farcies” till we got home. 🙂
    As you may have noticed, my entries are all over the place, but if you’re interested in the naturalia of my neck of the woods, you might want to read Themarvelousinnature blog. She takes super photos of birds, bugs, bushes, all that great stuff.

  3. eyegillian says:

    Breaking a habit, breaking bread, breaking for lunch, breaking open into spring… what a lovely collection of broken things, a mosaic of life!

    By the way, I love the photo, you should get behind the camera more often!

  4. lavenderbay says:

    Aww, shucks, eyegillian…
    I like that metaphor of the mosaic, I hadn’t thought of that before.

  5. Oh Canada… That is my most frequented country in the past couple of years. I should have known better.

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