To-day let’s think about water. Living in Ontario, we tend to take it for granted. Did you know that the Great Lakes form the largest group of freshwater lakes on Earth comprising 21% of the world’s surface fresh water? (The total surface is 94,250 square miles (244,106 km2), and the total volume (measured at the low water datum) is 5,439 cubic miles (22,671 km3) Cubic miles!?
The Niagara Escarpment runs through my city, Hamilton, and we have 126 beautiful waterfalls. People still hike the conservation trails in all seasons to hunt for new ones. In winter there is a group that hikes the rocky slopes to illuminate them, sometimes from behind.
Enough about water where I live. There are three things I want to share: Burl Ives singing that wonderful old song about a cowboy and a mule looking for cool water, Tom Lehrer‘s trenchant 1950’s satire on pollution, and a poem by Tolkien on the delights of a warm bath.
So pop a few ice cubes in a glass, fill it from the tap, and be gratefully refreshed while you enjoy them:
Sing hey! For the bath at close of day
that washes the weary mud away
A loon is he that will not sing
O! Water Hot is a noble thing!
O! Sweet is the sound of falling rain,
and the brook that leaps from hill to plain;
but better then rain or rippling streams
is Water Hot that smokes and steams.
O! Water cold we may pour at need
down a thirsty throat and be glad indeed
but better is beer if drink we lack,
and Water Hot poured down the back.
O! Water is fair that leaps on high
in a fountain white beneath the sky;
but never did fountain sound so sweet
as splashing Hot Water with my feet!John Ronald Reuel Tolkien