Welcome to White Cane Connections.

My name is Sue Boman. Yes, that’s me in the picture posted here. I have called this blog White Cane Connections because I am one of the many people who use a white cane. I began this blog because I wanted to write about a project I undertook in 2012. The plan was to complete a series of walks using my white cane. Between March and September, I walked in 82 different locations across Canada. So, the blog begins by telling of my experiences and the many people I met along the way.

While this particular journey has now been completed, I find that I still have much to write about. I am continuing to make new white cane connections, and so for the time being I will continue to add regular posts to this blog. I am hoping that you will be a partner in the journey.

Sue


Saturday, 11 May 2019

May 11 - What Do I See?

What do I see and what don't I see?  This is a bit of a puzzle and is difficult to describe.

The other week at church I noticed a flicker of movement out of the corner of my eye.  I nudged Lyle who told me that a five dollar bill had fallen off the collection plate.  I reached over and easily picked it off the floor and handed it to the ushers who were standing in the aisle slightly behind me.  Neither of them had noticed the bill falling off the plate.

Then last week we took our Australian visitor to a neighboring farm.  It was calving season for Kevin and Holly but they generously made time to show us around the field were the cows and calves were.  Everyone in the vehicle was thrilled to see the newborn calves - everyone except me that is.  Although the animals were apparently close, they were still too far away for me to see them.

Later we went into the house and Holly made coffee.  She also put a plate of goodies on the table.  Although the plate was practically in front of me, I couldn't distinguish what was on it.

Now, why could I see the relatively small $5.00 bill but not the large cow and calf, nor the plate of goodies right in front of me?  Why do I see some things and not others?  I really don't know the answer.  As our three-year old granddaughter would say, "It's just a mystery!"

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