‘Tis a fine day

I’m not sure what to make of this weekend. This is the second day in a row that has called for drizzle, fog, rain and general misery and it’s also the second day of lovely, warm sunshine. Katherine decided to try out her Prism Flip Kite, bought in Vancouver, for the first time. On the…

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…

Progress?

After a more than few hours of wrestling with logic, wool and loom, I managed to achieve something akin to warping. Today I spent time rearranging the mis-threaded strands in the reed and heddles and making sure that the tension front to back seemed relatively even. That sounds like I know something, doesn’t it? Please…

The Ruby Church: a roughening gem

Newfoundland is full of unusual people of exceptional tenacity and remarkable problem-solving ability. You need only look at places like Grate’s Cove, where people farmed a land which had no topsoil. They made their own, making compost, hauling seaweed and grazing sheep for the manure created. They also used their primary resource (rocks) to build…

New Life

There are times (some call them “Mondays”) when the world just feels amok. Things happen that could be described as “challenges” and I’m still not convinced that they make me a better person. For instance, the coffee maker, programmed to make elixir at 6:45am, spontaneously exploded and spewed coffee and grounds on the counters, into…