New Bonaventure

  We had an action-packed Labour Day weekend jammed full of discovery, but I thought I’d start you off with one picture taken near where we camped. We stayed in New Bonaventure, specifically in George’s Cove, just down the hill (to the right) of the church in this photo. A friend gave us the go-ahead…

All the world’s a stage…

stage  ~ “An elevated platform on the shore with working tables, sheds, etc, where fish are landed and processed for salting and drying, and fishing gear and supplies are stored;… ‘Stage work’ was a communal activity and was lightened by a yarn, a song, a joke. Laughter helped the work along.” (Dictionary of Newfoundland English)…

The thinking hour

Of late, evenings in our house have been a strangely incongruous combination of serious and thoughtful discussions and slightly tipsy adult silliness. I have a feeling that the former is instigating the latter and that the silliness is what lets us sleep. We have a metaphorical boatload of changes coming our way in the next…

Running (around with) The Goat(s), Part 2: Visiting The Feather

We didn’t expect the goats. Then again, goats are nothing if not unexpected (is that a triple negative or a double?). We had been warned that The Feather was community grazing land and that there were sheep, attack horses and possibly stink-eyed bulls roaming around, but nothing was said about goats. Things were said about…