Regina, Saskatchewan I love it here…big open prairie sky meets wide expanse of earth. And over it all, the air is chilled, so cold that I actually succumbed to the spit test. I spat on the sidewalk and immediately poked at my saliva with my boot. It had instantly turned to ice powder. The thermometer in my ride’s car said -41. By this afternoon it had warmed up to -28, which is the current temperature. If the warming trend continues, it’s supposed to be a balmy -14 by tomorrow afternoon. That is a 27 degree difference: the difference between a …
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I’m sitting in the Vancouver airport killing time before a flight out to Edmonton. I spent last night at home, which was a surprising novelty. I have been on Whidbey Island most of last week delivering another workshop on The Art of Hosting Conversations that matter – more on that soon. Yesterday I was due to fly from Seattle to Calgary and then on to Regina where I am spending three days doing work to support the Urban Aboriginal Strategy there. Two of those days (today and tomorrow) were to be a two day hosting workshop and …
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Just when I get home, off I go again. This time, I’m travelling to Whidbey Island for the Art of Hosting and then on to Regina, Saskatchewan for work with the Urban Aboriginal Strategy there, a combination of training and hosting a one day Open Space meeting. So the light blogging continues until I can find some time and connections to speak about. In the meantime, enjoy the recent additions to my flickr account of some photos of Maui, a trip to the Quinault Nation, and life here on my home island.
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Chicago, Illinois It comes off almost as a sigh. Chicago-O’Hare is well known for being a finicky place to make connections, due to weather or traffic. I’ve mostly had good luck coming through here, with only one weather delay. Today though I have enjoyed the hospitality of the C concourse for most of the day, compliments of a United flight to Vancouver that was cancelled at 9:00. I’m now awaiting the call for the 3:25 flight home. So what does the C concourse have to offer the stranded traveller? There are Starbucks outlets, but they …
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Burlington, Vermont I grew up in Ontario and this my favourite time of year in Eastern North America for many reasons. But chief among those reasons is what happens to forests out here in the fall. It is hard to describe to anyone who has never seen them, a maple forest in the fall, where the colours are bright yellow, orange and red. Pitched against a blue sky, the scene is iconic, beautiful and stirs up a nostalgia in me for home. Flying from Choicago to Burlington today, we crossed over the maple woodlots of the farming …