Several months ago I visited Peggy’s Cove, and someone had the coolest thing ever attached to their antenna. One of those handy dandy see it for miles and never lose your car in the parking lot again flags. Not just your average flag, that means, but something spectacular. Currently, I have one of the regular flags; a Canadian Maple Leaf that has blown in the wind from Edmonton to Halifax. That trip was 3700 kms as the crow flies, but 4885 kilometers (3036 miles) by the highways, to which I have added an additional 5000 kms since arriving here. My flag is starting to look a little tired, and it’s not in me to allow it to fade any further nor start to fray. That is disrespectful to the flag.
We attached a Canadian flag to our antennas so that as my sister and I sped across the country we could keep an eye on each other as we drove. I could keep an eye on her when I started to speed and she dropped back in traffic to force me to slow down. If someone cut between us, it was easy to spot where each of us were in traffic. This came in REALLY handy, especially when we were going through Montreal in torrents of rain during rush hour.
So, since we had arrived here and I had the flag on my antenna already, I started to use it quite frequently. Instead of having to remember exactly where I parked, I only had to remember more or less where I parked because the flag does all the work. I only had to remember that I parked in a general area, and hone in on my little flag. Then there was that day Peggy’s Cove, and someone had this great huge colourful flower on their antenna. A few months later when I returned to Peggy’s Cove, there was the flower again. Colourful. Bright. Securely attached to someone’s car (presumable they worked at the Cove). I stored the picture in my mind and started to keep my eyes open for one, willing it to manifest.
Today it poked it’s bright pink daisy head out at me. There she was, the daisy of my vision in a store at the airport, in the kids’ toy store (I got one for my sister too, so that we can both look like a couple of clowns together driving around). It was her idea to go into the store, and to get the flags in the first place, so I thought it might be a great nod to her.
I will have to remember to remove the daisy when I am doing any spy work, but otherwise I shall enjoy it immensely.
I’ll add a picture of it to the blog as soon as I recharge the battery for my camera.