Mists of the Avalon

The fog has been doing fun things for the past several days. It is there one minute and gone an hour later, flitting in and out like a politician’s opinion and never staying in the same place for long. I snapped this shot a few days ago at Middle Cove beach, when the capelin were…

When the whales come….

Here in Newfoundland, it isn’t Easter that promises Spring and its joyously heralded successor, Summer. No, in Newfoundland, when April and May arrive, we recognise with a certain pragmatism, that this is only the beginning of the beginning of waiting for Spring and possibly Summer. Spring is a fickle creature here. It comes and goes,…

Suddenly sunny

The greyness of the past several days was really starting to get to me. While I like a good fog as much as the next person, too much of a mediocre one can wear on the nerves. Yesterday afternoon, the sun finally found us again. We stopped at the beach on the way to pick…

I would like to order…..

… one of these days: … but not until Sunday. *shagging around = Newfoundland term meaning “messing about, playing with or otherwise engaged in fiddling around with for the purposes of accomplishing some undefinable, yet vaguely productive, end.” Not to be confused with the British term “shagging”, which, while probably the origin of the “messing…

Melting

So much for the 10cm of late snowfall we received this morning. It’s almost all gone now, thanks to the glorious strength of the spring sun. Ah, the joys of playing with fast shutter speeds (1/3000 of a second)!

A surfeit of sunshine

Well, maybe not a surfeit, but certainly a whole lot more than we’re used to as of late. It’s day three of more or less continuous sun (except at night, of course. We’re not that far north) and I’m ploughing through the list of stuff that needs doing on nice days. Unreliable weather can be…

Distractions

It’s Easter break for the kids and I have more of them around than is usual, despite a clay camp for Katherine in the mornings. Coincidentally, the weather deities have decided that we are to be allowed (at least on a limited basis) some spring-like temperatures. Several days of 10°C weather have made us delightfully…

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…

After the rain

It was a beautiful morning this morning. Not at all cold and the remains of the freezing rain had encrusted everything. Only in Newfoundland do we get freezing rain, freezing drizzle and freezing fog; it all depends on the size of the drops. This is the “after” shot of the pine tree I photographed yesterday,…

Scapegoat

This morning I am engaged, in part, in spring cleaning. One of the things that has been on my list for some time and to which I almost got yesterday was the putting away of winter clothes. I was just about to start packing away the snow suits, boots and heavy coats when I chanced…

Puts a chill in the bones

The past few days around here have been cold and foggy with the kind of flesh-penetrating, bone-aching, finger-numbing cold that comes only with living near ocean in late winter. Some warm weather would be really nice, but seems unlikely because of this: Yep. Ice. Lots of it. In some ways, I suppose, it just looks…

What would you do?

Whenever there’s a natural disaster somewhere in the world of a magnitude that causes us in North America to sit back in stunned and appalled shock, one of our first reactions is always, “well thank heavens it’s not here”. Most Canadians live in a world in which natural disasters are minimal. Grass fires, floods, hurricanes,…