…. and the first thing that I heard, Was a song outside my window, And the traffic wrote the words. – Joni Mitchell Or rather, the garbage truck wrote the words and it was a made scramble for the recycling, tossing this into that and those into these and pelting out to the curb in…
Category: apropos of nothing
The promise of a new day
Today looks like a lovely day for accomplishing many things, so I’m off to explore the world, take some pictures, work on some drawings and make Discoveries. I leave you with the sunrise here in Torbay in the hopes that it will inspire you as it did me.
Spin, span, spun
Spent some time over the past few days finishing up a batch of fibre that is supposed to be a heavier-weight yarn than I usually spin. Contrary to what innocent bystanders might think, spinning thicker yarn after having gotten into the groove of thinner yarn is quite tricky. I wanted this to have a lumpier,…
Green & Grey
Just taking a break from spinning to troll through a few photos I’ve taken over the last few days. We really do get quite a weird assortment of weather conditions. Newfoundland in winter is green and foggy….. … and grey and snowy. And sometimes all of them at once….. This is round about when I…
It’s Wednesday.
It’s Wednesday. There is no sunshine. We are experiencing that peculiarly Newfoundland phenomenon known as “freezing fog”. This leaves a sheet of ice all over everything, making expeditions like refilling the bird feeder or putting out the garbage more acrobatic tasks than they ought to be. It is a perfect day for being inside with…
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 