Running (around with) The Goat(s), Part 1

There is a particularly lively and challenging traditional dance in Newfoundland called “Running the Goat“. It is a series of movements and an interweaving of people that carries with it the spirit of the Newfoundland community of Harbour Deep, the community in which its roots are deeply seated and a community that has also been…

Cooling off in the Newman Wine Vaults

When we asked Katherine how she wanted to celebrate Canada Day this year (for Canada Day is very important to Katherines, you see), she gave us a list that was a mish-mash of the best of the best from Canada Days past, with a weather based modification; she wanted to go swimming. So on Canada…

A traveller

Yesterday, a box appeared in our mail. It was from Kelowna, British Columbia (Canada). It was very lightweight. It said, “Open Me!” When a package squeaks, I find it best to oblige. So we slit the seems on the top, laid it on the grass and watched. A small, red and gold dragon emerged slowly….

Tuesday

Tuesdays are marvelous days. They don’t have the shock value of Mondays, nor do they have the pressure to get everything done that comes with a Friday. I rather enjoy Tuesdays and expected that this would be a fairly workaday and mundane sort of day. Apparently not. Two things happened. Well, more than two things,…

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…