Our peaceful and pleasant Sunday afternoon walk through the woods and autumn foliage sparked the following conversation: Katherine: Hey Mom, remember that ad on the radio about the zombie thing? How they gave you a map and let you run through the woods at night being chased by zombies? Doesn’t that sound AWESOME? Me: Uh,…
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To The Lighthouse: Visiting Surgeon’s Cove Point, Exploits Islands
It has been some years since I read Virginia Woolf‘s To The Lighthouse and my memory of it is somewhere north of foggy, but still south of hazy, so you’ll forgive me if the analogy seems a little odd at times. It’s probably really that it took us eighteen years to get there that resonates…
“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*….
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…
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…