… I find myself hoping that Camus is right. I could use an invincible summer right about now. I spent the day spinning and working away on a project that involves the fleece from a Jacob sheep, a vast amount of graph paper and some particularly choice words. More later, when all can be revealed….
Beautiful Dreamer
The day after a snowstorm, when the snow has been deep and crisp and even, is very often beautiful. It is more beautiful still when the breaking day reveals the sun’s rays and the whole landscape glows with the newness of snow and the brilliance of post-tempest release. Today I drove down to Pouch Cove…
An uneasy truce
After an incident the other night, in which a testudine tail was knocked awry by a somewhat vigorous bleater and required immediate surgery with superglue, I decided that enough was enough. While the turtle was in recovery, I brought in a mediator. He was a man (I think. Could be wrong.) of wisdom and sagacity,…
Snow Day
The schools called mid-morning to let us know that they would like us to come and collect our kids at lunch-time. So I trundled off in the snow and remembered to bring my camera along for the walk. The snow is falling in big, fat clumps of flakes and it is perfectly quiet out there….
“And I say way-hey-hey, it’s just an ordinary day…
…and it’s all your state of mind.” – “Ordinary Day” by Great Big Sea It’s Tuesday. I’ve always liked Tuesdays. They haven’t the lethargy-franticness dichotomy of Mondays, but aren’t yet to the exhausted anticipation that typifies a Friday. Tuesdays are a day for getting things done. Today I am plying and then carding some more….
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 