A Moment

On my way to a meeting this morning, I stopped to drink my coffee near the RNC horse stables on Government House grounds. It was a beautiful morning and would have felt like one of those soft, summer’s mornings, but for the fact that it’s February and was akin to minus eight Celsius. The sun…

Ridley Hall

It’s a sign that I’ve read too much Harry Potter; I now think of this as the Riddle House. It’s not, of course, but in my mind, when I read The Goblet of Fire and the passage, “Once a fine-looking manor, and easily the largest and grandest looking building for miles around, the Riddle House…

Too many layers

I like my Mondays simple. I like for everyone else to leave the house and for a modicum of order, peace and sanity to settle over my thought processes. Today that will not happen. Some Mondays are like that. Some Mondays are simply days that you roll with and lurch along from on task to…

Amnesia

Sometimes I forget what July looks like at this time of year. It helps to wander through old photographs (although NOT last year’s) as a mnemonic device. Last year was an atrocious summer that I think everyone on the east coast of Newfoundland would just as soon gloss over. It would be lovely if this…

Order

On days when I haven’t had enough sleep, I tend to try to pare life down to the essentials. That’s not going to be possible today, so the results of last night’s insomnia will simply have to be shoved aside, hopefully without too many consequences of any severity. Today I am hoping for order amid…