Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Abandonment Issues: Lightle House on the Prairie

Reaching out for reflection

We leave these bones behind. We inhabit these shells, these domiciles, and then we abandon them. We go vacant. It all rots and decays, as nature always defeats nurture in the end. But we leave these bones behind. Fragments of our selves. Proof that we formerly existed. Our possessions. Our things and stuff. Our bones. Physical reminders that we once lived and breathed and simply were. Bones, or even ashes, that is what we're reduced to.

We leave these bones behind in the form of memories as well. For a time, we live on in the hearts and minds of loved ones or those whose lives we may have touched. But eventually, they leave their own bones behind and we are eternally forgotten.

Happiness is in the moment, ever afters never last. Happy endings are an impossibility. I've seen enough bones to know that much.

It was a fierce and bitter bone chilling wind that shook us to our cores as we trekked up the hill in late November of 2013. Ninja and I, in the company of our friends terapr0 and tash.0, having just toured the elusive Ontario Reformatory together, embraced the cold. Our teeth chattered and our spines shivered as we took high step after high step through the snow covered driveway toward the old stone house atop the hill.

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We had entered under a clear blue sky with soft white clouds, and after a time period somewhere between a moment and a lifetime, we exited into the midst of a full on blizzard.

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Inside, we found so many bones.

On a muggy day in mid May of 2014, we were crossing the province exploring new terrain and encountering more bones. Along the way we stopped in for a second look at the Lightle House on the Prairie.

Lightle House on the Prairie (Springing into Summer)

The following images are a mixture from both of these two visits, falling into winter and springing into summer.

Sweeping the Ashes
Sweep the day away

Man's Salvation Out Of World Distress At Hand!
MAN'S SALVATION OUT OF WORLD DISTRESS AT HAND!

Time stands still
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Elmira Stove Works
Elmira Stove Works

Bones
Home is where the heart is

Please leave a message
Please leave a message

On the inside looking out
Curtain call

Fly on the curtain
Fly on the curtain

Please wait to be seated
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The day the music died
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Keys to success
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The Estelle Costanza Doll
The George Costanza's Mom doll

The Daily Mercury (Guelph, Friday, August 27, 1982)
The Daily Mercury, Guelph, Friday August 27, 1982, 25 cents.

Ann's Science homework
Science homework

Cabbage Patch Kids
Cabbage Patch Kids

Romper Room
ROMPER ROOM

Ho Ho Ho! Green Giant!
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Ann's Diazepam
Zellers Diazepen

Put your best foot forward, or on the table.
A helping hand, or rather a leg up.

Et vous?
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In May of 2014, a half dozen barn swallows are zipping in and out of the house through broken windows. A female swallow nesting above the door frame at the bottom of the stairs chirps to proclaim it's turf and protect it's newly laid young. Life goes on here.

Swallow swallows and regurgitates
A swallow nesting above the door frame at the bottom of the stairs chirps to protect it's newly laid young.

In the next room over, another swallow flies in circles overhead for two or three minutes. And we watch, Ninj and I. It never does land, it out waits us and eventually we give it some space to either escape or settle back into it's nest atop the door frame above Ninja's smiling face in the photo below.

Birdwatching
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Learning to fly
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Tinseltown
Silver and cold

Penicillin-Streptomycin
A penicillin for your thoughts

Who's Little Pony?
Who's Little Pony?

Janet (My Notes - Listening Book 1987-88)
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All the animals liked Johnny Appleseed.
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Lots of fat little rabbits.
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Hansel and Gretel asleep in the forest.
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Miss Annie
Letterbug

Every Inch A Sailor sung by Oscar Brand
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the summer of Satan's Gorge
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We Trust Ontario Hospital Insurance Has Served You Well
WE TRUST ONTARIO HOSPITAL INSURANCE HAS SERVED YOU WELL

Ninja IX looks outward
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Ninja IX looks within
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Thy Kingdom Come
THY KINGDOM COME

Bedtime story
Now I lay me down to sleep...

School's Out Forever
Lessons learned

Crackdown On Manure (Farm and Country, Tuesday Sept 16, 1980, 50 cents)
farm and country, Tuesday Sept 16, 1980, 50 cents.

Lets head upstairs. Shall we?

Floored by the beauty of the banister
Floored

Waiting For The Sun by The Doors
Waiting For The Sun by The Doors

Grounded in my room
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Old Black Joe
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There's Music In The Air
There's Music In The Air

Mirror mirror mirror mirror on the dresser
We mirror each other

CC
CC

It takes a smurf village
It takes a smurf village


Ninja IX
Ninja IX

Mirror mirror
Mirror mirror

Jumping on the bed
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The Wall by Black Mould
The Wall by Black Mould

You light up my life
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And now lets head back downstairs and outside...

Everything falls a p a r   t
Everything falls a p a r   t

Life is a highway (Falling into winter)
Life is a highway

Ridin' dirty (Springing into summer)
Ridin' dirty

Barn again
Barn again

Housebound


Housebound

We left no bone unturned.

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