The Ice Cream Crazies

On the way back from our weekend trip, of which I have not yet relayed all the marvelous adventures, we stopped at the Riverside Restaurant in Cape Broyle for supper. Jasper order and devoured mussels and Katherine, after some initial disgust, tried one and fell in love. She is now planning some major mussel feasting…

Quiet

After yesterday, a day which ended in K having a friend “sleep” over, we all decided that we all very much needed a quiet family day; we needed a day without much in it that moved along at a snail’s pace and allowed for spontaneous naps, flagrant and wanton knitting, unavoidable encounters with ice cream…

Church Cove, East Coast Trail

If you walk along the East Coast Trail between Flatrock and Torbay, you will come intersections at both the Torbay and Flatrock ends at which you are given two choices: “East Coast Trail difficult” and “East Coast Trail via the Father Troy Path.” Should you opt to follow in the good father’s footsteps, you will…

Joy comes in all sizes

In our house, new socks signify joy, especially new socks made from hand-dyed and hand-spun wool. When you make clothing for your child, you become acutely aware of how they grow. Socks are a particularly good barometer for growth because foot size changes so gradually (by comparison with height, for instance). You can knit along…

Stiles Cove and the East Coast Trail

It was a beautiful morning and we just had to be out in it. We weren’t sure where precisely to go and then I remembered that a new-ish geocache had been published on my favourite sections of the East Coast Trail, the portion between Stiles Cove and Red Head. Since Stiles Cove is quite tucked…

A touch of grace…

Today is starting out as “one of those days”. We all have them and the more interesting your life is to start with, the more creative the chaos can become. Sick kids we can handle. That happens all the time. How often, though, do you fall off a deck while chasing a dog who wants…

Balance

I’m always struggled with balance. Trying to fit exercise, work, family, marriage, friends, motherhood, housework, dogs, volunteer responsibilities, garden, and hobbies (to list but a few) into a twenty-four hour day feels more like a labour of Hercules than a task for an ordinary mortal, most days. (Of course, I’m guessing that Hercules also didn’t…

90

My grandfather turned ninety this month and, in honour of this, there was a shin-ding this afternoon with lot of people, plenty of food and ample good times. There were plenty of people taking pictures left right and centre, so I abstained but for a select few. I particularly like this one: Good times were…

Family

We went over to my parents’ for dinner and I snapped this candid shot of my sister and her son. It’s a little bit unfocussed, as I was shooting erratically-moving subjects at 1/30 of a second, but I think the feeling conveyed overrides any technical aberrations. Having a lens that works in low light with…