Echoing their joyous strains

Sometime in the 1930s, two strong-minded young people met in Halifax, Nova Scotia. He was a powerfully strong, strapping young civil engineering student at Dalhousie who played rugby and loved the outdoors. She was a tiny young artist at NSCAD, who loved her art and was fiercely proud of her family traditions and status. He…

Side trip

We spun down into Flatrock today to watch waves. I’ll have more photos later, but this was my favourite of the day.

Sea Fever

Masefield had it right. We took a walk on Middle Cove Beach yesterday evening and found a bit of sea and spring fever..  

Testing

For our upcoming trip to Florida, I thought it prudent to have on-hand a waterproof and durable point-and-shoot camera, to take places that my DSLR should never go. So today I picked up the Olympus TG-820 and I’m fairly pleased thus far. Of course, in March in Newfoundland, finding a source of water in which…

Winter perks.

Somewhere on every photographer’s blog you will likely find an entry about winter sunrises. The cliché is not without merit, since sunrises are far, far easier to be awake for at this time of year. Harder on the fingers, when the windchill dips to the -20C range, but you’re more likely to be up anyway….

A glimpse

This has been a rather busy fall. So busy, in fact, that autumn has almost passed by without my noticing it. Since it’s my favourite season, this was a bit of an eye-opener for me. We took some time and went for a family ramble through the MUN Botanical Gardens on Sunday.

Sifting

I’m still sifting my way through a summer’s worth of photos and reckon I’ve gotten through maybe half of them. I’m not usually one for hanging on and posting shots long after they were taken by me, but in this instance, it’s working well. I haven’t as much time to photograph things this month as…

The slow spiral

September is gone and October is suddenly here. The days have gotten manifestly shorter and slightly cooler and I’ve been eyeing my winter running gear with a little suspicion and loathing, not looking forward to the day when donning and shucking the gear needed to run 5k takes longer than the run itself. Waking up…

‘Tis Monday…

…and a fine specimen it is to be sure. Child is home sick (cold and fever) and I seem to be acquiring the cold symptoms as well, symptoms that I am studiously denying and will try to blast out of my head with a nice, long run later on. It’s amazing how much more appealing…

Drift away

I woke up this morning in the middle of a dream, in which I was trying to find a boat to take me to Exploits Islands. I could read all sorts of wonderful symbolism, about stress and escaping from it, into this mental meandering. It probably has something to do with Exploits being a place…

A wee distraction

  Yesterday, we brought this home: He doesn’t quite have a name yet. We’ve tossed around everything from Tolkien to Pangur-ban and have almost settled on Dewey (after the decimal system). It seems the underlying theme of all of our name possibilities were books or characters therein. And he rather is a bookish cat (in…