Just a few short years ago, this was rich farmland. Some of the best in Canada thanks to the long, for Canada, growing season. Now, it's an expanding Northwest London suburb. The apartments and the townhouses raise the overall density per square kilometre of the area to the density demanded today by city planners.
It seems winter just left. It did. And the plants began to flower just the other day. Again, they did. And now, the flowers, like the dandelions in almost everyone's lawn, are going to seed. Talk about speedy, focused action.
Maybe, just maybe, it is time to think of dandelions as food, salad greens, and not as weeds. If you can't kill 'em, maybe the answer is eat 'em. Or, if you are into dandelion wine, maybe we should drink 'em.
So, what changed to make the weed so common? The loss of poison control of weeds. Poisons are out today and so dandelions are enjoying a de facto welcome. In Ontario, 2-4-D is essentially illegal. It is no longer used in parks or sold in stores. Round-up is also difficult to come by in Ontario although it is legal for some purposes.
When I was kid, I was warned not to pick the dandelions growing in the park. They might be contaminated with herbicide. I guess this is one other thing that has changed. Kids now pick dandelions without fear. And these young kids are growing up in a world where dandelions are so common that my guess is that the day is coming when the bright, yellow blossoms will be welcome and the oh-so-common weed will no longer be hated.
When I moved to London Warbler Woods it was a large wooded area on the southwest edge of the city. When a suburban development was proposed for the area, a massive movement to save the trees was started. Although it failed to save all the trees, or even the majority of the forest, the development was stopped before all sign of the wood disappeared.
Some years later the land on the other side of the woods was developed. Today Warbler Woods is but a sliver of forested land situated between two big subdivisions. The remaining land gives one a window into the look of the area before sewers, streets, sidewalks and homes filled valleys and flattened hills.
It may be small but it still lays claim to accolades for being a remaining wilderness area in the middle of an urban area. One spring when I stopped by with my granddaughters to hike into the woods on a Trillium hunt, some hikers warned us to stay together. They had spotted a small pack of coyotes in the forest. Not surprising as deer and rabbits frequent the area.
With covid-19, the area is more popular than ever. Hiking in the woods is one area where one can go maskless and this is oh-so-important to some folk.
I didn't find these but was directed to them. Warbler Woods attracts lots of folk. Many of the hikers come in family groups. One of the hikers on learning why I was in the woods, took a moment to direct to this lovely grouping of three trilliums popping out below an insect carved log. Gosh, it's good to meet good people. It puts a positive to spin on one's world.
Detroit once had a lot of wonderful Art Deco apartment buildings. I'm sure Detroit is not alone. My guess is many of the once outrageously successful cities in the northern half of the United States, had blocks featuring beautiful 1920s apartment buildings. I found examples of beautiful, abandoned apartment blocks in many other areas of the United States as well.
Why are we not building apartments that look like these today? I can speak from experience. These were good places to live and they were located in what was at that time good, walkable neighbourhoods.
One thing that made these apartments walkable were the apartments themselves. These places added atmosphere to a neighbourhood. The entrances were often spectacular. No simple glass entries for these buildings.
And the interiors were as grand as the exteriors. Inlaid tiles, curved staircases, brass elevators and lots of stained glass.
The shot of the lobby shows, I believe, the abandoned Henery Apartments in Stockton, California.
Sadly, many of these wonderful buildings have been destroyed by suspicious late-night fires.
London, Ontario, has saved some old apartments but London never had any as grand as the ones that once graced many large American cities. Today, London is striving to create beautiful, walkable neighbourhoods. The huge apartments hardly visually improve the neighbourhoods in which these massive structures are located.
I wonder why there is no money to be made salvaging some of the beautiful features of old, abandoned apartment buildings and selling these heritage construction materials to be included in new structures.
I'm a Canadian but I have to confess I don't have a perfect handle on our health care system. It is complex and it can be confusing. And being that Canadians hear a lot of the misplaced, error-prone criticism that fills the American airwaves, we get even more confused from being exposed to all the bunkum being bandied about.
The other day I had to go for treatment for my aging, sun-damaged skin. The medical centre I went to is privately owned. In fact, the vast majority of medical centres and hospitals in Canada are privately owned and operated.
What I do know it that Canadians have a single-payer medical care system. I pay the government in a manner similar to paying premiums to an insurance company. For medical treatements that are covered by our system, and not everything is covered, the government pays the cost.
If my skin treatments are for precancerous skin blemishes, the treatment cost is covered. My skin blemishes discovered during this visit were harmless, purely cosmetic. I paid $45 for the removal.
Does the Canadian system work? Yes, but it has problems and these problems seem to be growing. Health care is expensive.
How does the Canadian system compare to the U.S. system. I really cannot say. There are a lot of conflicting claims. All I can say for sure is that the rare time I had a health care issue treated both in the States and in Canada, the Canadian system finished in first place. But it was not a crushing defeat for the American system. It was a plodding, slow system, Canada's, matched against a speedy, hare, the American system.
The deciding factor was my insurance company. It balked at paying for adequate treatment. I got the minimum of care and was discharged before the excellent U.S. doctors could treat me fully. In Canada, slowly running up a big bill was not a problem but time was a problem.
The Americans would have been fast if they had been free to give me all the tests necessary but no pay, no treatment. The Canadian doctors were much slower, they had less equipment and so a patient had to be patience. But paying the bills as the mounted in Canada was never in question and over a period of time all necessary tests were done and the cause of my heart condition determined and a pacemaker/ICD inserted in my chest.
The takeaway? If I were a millionaire or had very good insurance at a price I could afford, I'd take the American system. I'm not a millionaire and I have relatives in the States who pay far more for health insurance than I could at my age and with my reduced income in retirement. I could not afford their health insurance premiums. And so, I am happy to have the Canadian system.
