My Food Fixin’ Formula, or how I keep the family from starving

We eat a lot of food.   I’ve noticed that when I take the time to plan out meals, everything in our lives flows better. Mornings are magically possible because there are easy lunches to be grabbed. Tempers fray less when everyone is fed. I fret less about training because I know I’m well-fuelled (and…

Little Blue Men

Katherine wanders out into the kitchen at 7:10. John and I have been up since 5:50, but we let her sleep. K: I’m snoozy. And stretchy. And a lot hungry. Me: The eggs are in the pan over there. Help yourself! John: Those sound like Smurfs. Me: What? Eggs? John: No, Snoozy, Stretchy and Hungry….

More lighthouse pyramids

We managed three lighthouse pyramids on our Bonavista Peninsula trip this Labour Day weekend. I’ve added them to the Lighthouse Pyramids Page. In addition to the one above, they are:      

Raisin’ the roof

Finding someone willing and able to put a good roof on an old house in the middle of nowhere can be a real challenge. Fortunately, Exploits has several skilled contractors able to handle such jobs and we were lucky enough to convince Dirk Muir to give us a hand. With a new roof, new paint…

New Page: The Lighthouse Pyramids

Hello, my name is Vicky and I make Lighthouse Pyramids. Or more accurately, I orchestrate them and shoot the results. All families have traditions. Some of those traditions make sense only to the people in the family; viewed from outside, many traditions appear silly or plainly incomprehensible. These are, we feel, the very best sorts…

The thinking hour

Of late, evenings in our house have been a strangely incongruous combination of serious and thoughtful discussions and slightly tipsy adult silliness. I have a feeling that the former is instigating the latter and that the silliness is what lets us sleep. We have a metaphorical boatload of changes coming our way in the next…

What would Dad do?

Here on Exploits, we get wasps’ nests. Frequent and substantial wasps’ nests in inconvenient places. Family lore has evolved around these nests over the years in flamboyant style. It started with Dad and the new outhouse. Sometime in the mid-eighties, after a long boatride across the bay to Exploits, we all trooped sprinted up from…

Beautiful crossing

We’re on the boat, crossing to Exploits Islands on a perfectly beautiful summer’s day…. It never quite feels real until now, even after 37 years of making the pilgrimmage. More later…

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…

“I can do that. I just need a wetsuit.”

Monday evening, as we stood on the beach at Beachy Cove, staring across the channel to Bell Island, I told Katherine about my friend Steph Porter and how she and her friends swam across from Bell Island to the mainland. Three miles is the distance. Almost five kilometers. It’s a long swim in open water*….

Pause. Breathe. Resume.

This is a whirl-wind, helter-skelter sort of week for us. We have three major events occurring in the next several days and my aim at this point is simply survival. Last night, after dropping in to visit with friends and their charming child, we threw our schedule to the wind, pulled over and dropped in…

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,…