It’s a sign that I’ve read too much Harry Potter; I now think of this as the Riddle House. It’s not, of course, but in my mind, when I read The Goblet of Fire and the passage, “Once a fine-looking manor, and easily the largest and grandest looking building for miles around, the Riddle House…
Too many layers
I like my Mondays simple. I like for everyone else to leave the house and for a modicum of order, peace and sanity to settle over my thought processes. Today that will not happen. Some Mondays are like that. Some Mondays are simply days that you roll with and lurch along from on task to…
Widgeon-holed
Today we went adventuring in Harbour Grace and Mackinsons. More on that later. One of the cool things that happened occurred when I spotted a beautiful beam of light flashing across Harbour Grace harbour and gently requested that we turn the bus around, head for the south side of the harbour with some alacrity because…
On Self-pity and determination
I had planned to go on a long run this afternoon. When you have a child, you have to plan such things because if you do not, they will not happen. As the saying goes for diets, exercise and anything else that can be easily sublimated by the whims of others, failure to plan is…
Alive
One of the perks of working at home is being able to do things like wander out into the greenhouse on my lunch-break. In Newfoundland during February, this is not a perk to be sniffed at. Today there wasn’t much to see. A few dead grapes, some hot peppers that didn’t get picked last year…
