Two of the things that I most love about driving down through the southern-most tip of the Avalon Peninsula, are the vast and seemingly endless stretches of untrammelled openness and the abundance of wildlife that inhabits these tundras. A lot of what you see between Cape Race and Cape Pine looks like this: I never…
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Lesson Learned
I’ve been off the radar for a few days and for that I apologize. We went on a very nice camping trip to Chance Cove Provincial Park over the May 24th long weekend, about which I’ll write more soon. The real reason for my absence has been a massive computer hard drive failure. Under normal…
New perspectives
It can be very tricky to get a new angle on an old shot. Public parks and grounds that are particularly well-travelled and epitomize this challenge, since everyone, their uncle and their fourth cousin, three times removed, takes their camera and snaps the same shot. The statue above, The Fighting Newfoundlander, in Bowring Park, has…
Busy as a bayman with two wood stoves. Or maybe as burnt out as one?
Or as a bee. I’ve never understood why beavers, bees and baymen are considered to be the archetypes of frenzied activity. Every mother I’ve met could give them a pretty good run for their money. Between trying to keep this household on an even keel and juggling (rather poorly just now) volunteer responsibilities, lately I’ve…
Berg worshippers
One of the icebergs that has been hovering just off the coast nestled itself into Tor Bay today, strewing bergy bits throughout the cove and attracting photographers and sight-seers of all sorts. Two women donned wetsuits (or possibly dry suits), hauled surfboards out of the back of a pickup truck, and paddled out a good…
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 