At nine-thirty this morning it was grey and cold and bland outside. John and I had been looking at each other and wondering what, among the myriad of options available to us, we were going to do. Then I said, “I feel like I need to be in Whitbourne. I don’t know why.” John blinked…
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St. Patrick’s Church
St. Patrick and I are relative strangers; none of my family hails from Ireland, I’m not Roman Catholic, and, insofar as hagiography goes, Patrick has never really been one of my favourites. I prefer the saints reputed to have wry senses of humour, like Lawrence or Agatha. At least, I hope Agatha was finding some…
An adventure, of sorts
I think it must be this seemingly never-ending winter. It makes me feel pent-up and claustrophobic in the house; like someone who has been living in a very small room for a very long time. Whatever the case, I decided to get out for a bit today and to go on a Quest. For a…
Sunny morning
The sun was streaming in this morning and filtering through a crystal I have hung in the studio window. This gorgeous light is supposed to switch to hail, ice pellets (industrial hail), sleet and freezing rain. It’s -5C now, -10C with the windchill. Yum. Going to try to get a run in BEFORE all that…
Argentia
On Monday, John and I took a reconnaissance drive to Argentia to poke around and see what there was to see and to determine if there was anything substantial worth exploring on a more lengthy trip. We bombed out the highway and then headed down the Argentia Access Road towards the base. Argentia was originally…
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 