Sanctuary

You don’t often see really old Caragana Trees in these parts, which is probably why my eye was so readily drawn to this one along the side of a secondary highway. Located in a cemetery in Mobile, Newfoundland (in these parts it’s pronounced “mo-bil”, not “mo-bile” or “mo-beel”), this magnificent specimen arches its shielding arms…

The Ruby Church: a roughening gem

Newfoundland is full of unusual people of exceptional tenacity and remarkable problem-solving ability. You need only look at places like Grate’s Cove, where people farmed a land which had no topsoil. They made their own, making compost, hauling seaweed and grazing sheep for the manure created. They also used their primary resource (rocks) to build…

“Sure, there’s a woman up there in the bell tower….”

So after a foray along the beach, we rolled out of Point Lance, stopping along the way to photograph an interesting house that was adorned with stars and sat adjacent to a lovely little shed. Every dog in Point Lance barked at me while I took these. I could feel the stares of the residents…