Night shots

Those of you who are Christian, lovers of statuary or simply fans of night photography may appreciate these shots. There’s nothing like a dramatic setting for a religious subject matter. They were taken in Flatrock, this evening (Good Friday), during an almost-full moon. The subject matter seemed topical, given the day. Flatrock is eminently photogenic…

Today is beautiful.

Rowan thought so, too. There were icebergs and a wonderful hike along the Sugar loaf Path of the East Coast Trail. We had spotted lots of pack ice last night and knew that the wind had gone around from the east to more like the southwest in the night, so the pack ice was bound…

Road trip, part 1

At nine-thirty this morning it was grey and cold and bland outside. John and I had been looking at each other and wondering what, among the myriad of options available to us, we were going to do. Then I said, “I feel like I need to be in Whitbourne. I don’t know why.” John blinked…

St. Patrick’s Church

St. Patrick and I are relative strangers; none of my family hails from Ireland, I’m not Roman Catholic, and, insofar as hagiography goes, Patrick has never really been one of my favourites. I prefer the saints reputed to have wry senses of humour, like Lawrence or Agatha. At least, I hope Agatha was finding some…

Bits and pieces

My sister and I took a meander outside of town today to Chapel’s Cove. We had a nice little visit with Linda and the critters at Baynoddy and a pleasant lunch at The Pantry in Holyrood (huge portions, not expensive and very good!). I didn’t take all that many photos as it was more of…