Running (around with) The Goat(s), Part 1

There is a particularly lively and challenging traditional dance in Newfoundland called “Running the Goat“. It is a series of movements and an interweaving of people that carries with it the spirit of the Newfoundland community of Harbour Deep, the community in which its roots are deeply seated and a community that has also been…

Cooling off in the Newman Wine Vaults

When we asked Katherine how she wanted to celebrate Canada Day this year (for Canada Day is very important to Katherines, you see), she gave us a list that was a mish-mash of the best of the best from Canada Days past, with a weather based modification; she wanted to go swimming. So on Canada…

A traveller

Yesterday, a box appeared in our mail. It was from Kelowna, British Columbia (Canada). It was very lightweight. It said, “Open Me!” When a package squeaks, I find it best to oblige. So we slit the seems on the top, laid it on the grass and watched. A small, red and gold dragon emerged slowly….

A return to Grates Cove

“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.” ― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings This has been a long time in coming. Almost six years, in fact. In July of…

“Did we just reach a Low Point?”

After messing around in Salmon Cove, finding a hermit crab and generally fooling around with water (always fun, no matter the temperature), we meandered north along Route 70 for a ways, stopping here and there to see things that looked interesting. We dipped down into Spout Cove, which is one of those places that I’ve…