i carry your heart with me

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in] By E. E. Cummings i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)                                                       i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for…

A stroll through spring

Both running and gardening have given me a profound appreciation for the nuances of spring. Living in a climate that leans precariously toward cooler temperatures even in the most hospitable of seasons tends to bring out either hope and joy or despair and gloom in folks. I’ve noticed that runners and gardeners fit the “hope”…

A walk in the neighbourhood

Sometimes I get so excited about going on explorations in other parts of Newfoundland that I forget how fantastically gorgeous Torbay can be. This morning, the sun woke us up at 6:30 and then it promptly hid behind a bank of clouds and fog. I walked Katherine to school and, as I reached the school…

Suddenly sunny

The greyness of the past several days was really starting to get to me. While I like a good fog as much as the next person, too much of a mediocre one can wear on the nerves. Yesterday afternoon, the sun finally found us again. We stopped at the beach on the way to pick…

Snared

I usually don’t escape from the Seconds Sale unscathed. Habitually, I wind up carting home arcane things like Ukrainian egg decorating kits (which we used), bags of wool-that-should-be-a-sweater (but still isn’t), a paper-making kit (again, we used this) and a myriad of other widgets and gadgets (and sheep, of course). It seemed inevitable that some…