Winter Woes and Looking on the Bright Side

Well, what a week it has been around these parts! Old Man Winter in Newfoundland, as it has been for much of the continent caught in the “Polar Vortex,” is baring his teeth and delivering a wallop to most areas, a wallop stronger than any in recent memory. It has made some of us wish we could hibernate until spring, and others long to escape down south for an extended vacation or even retirement.

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But the weather has also made some people shine. Like the old expression about when the going gets tough, that is just what was needed when our version of a “perfect storm” arrived: record low frigid temperatures, record amounts of early snowfall, and lengthy bone-chilling blackouts, the like which has not been experienced since 1994. Add a blizzard and our inadequate power infrastructure for our needs today, and you’ve got real trouble.

photo credit: Newfoundland page, Facebook
photo credit: Newfoundland page, Facebook

Sometimes it takes a situation, (or a “crisis,” if I may, Premier Dunderdale) to see who the heroes are, to see who is willing to stop complaining, roll up their sleeves and help wherever help is needed. No matter where any blame lies that contributed to the power problem, I’m the sort of person who prefers to look at the positive side of things whenever possible. I have heard stories of gratitude for those who shovelled, plowed, or dug people out of their homes. I have seen good folks answer the call when warm food and shelter were needed, and still others with wood stoves and propane fireplaces open their homes and offer comfort. Of course, I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the Newfoundland Power maintenance workers and crews, the snow plow operators, and everyone who worked and is still working tirelessly to return everything back to some semblance of normal.

photo credit: Newfoundland page, Facebook
photo credit: Newfoundland page, Facebook

But it is the personal stories that warm me more than any wood stove can. Like the couple who went ahead with their wedding Saturday night in spite of the blackout and the freezing temperatures (link below). No, perhaps it was far from ideal, but they have quite a story to tell their children and grandchildren one day.

Even my daughter and son-in-law were up to the challenge this weekend, when they decided not to postpone our granddaughter’s sleepover birthday party at home, but went ahead with the event in the dark. Son-in-law even barbecued hot dogs outside in the freezing cold for them. And the party was a success! These are the things lasting memories are made of.

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So whether this makes you think Newfoundlanders are hardy, or just plain foolhardy, that is entirely beside the point. All I know is the warmth of the human spirit is alive and well in our little corner of the continent.

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Do you have any storm or power outage stories to share? How about one with an unexpected positive spin?

 

http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/newfoundland-labrador/couple-braves-blackout-marries-by-candlelight-1.2485547

Meowy Christmas :)

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Happy Christmas Eve, everyone! Vivian K. Perry here, filling in for Jennifer today because she is in town celebrating the holidays in the bosom of her family.

Maisie and I are hanging out at home with our early Christmas presents, two new cat beds! We are thrilled with how cozy they are, and Jennifer was thrilled because they were only ten bucks a pop from Sears catalogue.

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In keeping with the spirit of the season, please have a look at Maisie’s Christmas photo shoot below.

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Happy holidays!

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The Sky’s the Limit

Ailsa’s photo challenge this week is the Sky.

Here are a few of my personal favourites taken by our home here in Newfoundland.

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Last Winter
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golden sunset
golden Autumn sunset

 

January Sunset
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x 2 – notice the ice in the bay
Hot summer night sky came out looking like Armageddon!
Summer sunset sky came out looking like Armageddon!

Husband must have stood on a small hill because he isn’t that much taller than the rest of us. 🙂

Unexpected

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Happy Friday, everyone!

The Daily Post here at WordPress presents a challenge this week to exhibit the Unexpected in our photo collections. Here’s my take. 🙂

Which of these things doesn't belong here? (but is actually the cutest - my grandson!
Which of these dolls is the cutest? – My grandson, of course!

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Cool Sculpture in Cannes, France
Cool Sculpture in Cannes, France

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This sinkhole happened by our house a few years ago - Oh Deere!
This sinkhole happened by our house a few years ago. It took another back digger to pull it out. – Oh Deere!

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Now Sis, you are just asking for a headache. ;)
Now Sis, you are just asking for a headache. 😉
(Dominican Republic)

Reinvention

 

Dad in his "Saxophone Era" at age 19 with his dog Texie (1953)
Dad in his “Saxophone Era” at age 19 with his dog Texie (1953)

In a recent telephone conversation with my aunt in the U.S., we got to talking about my dad (her brother), in his early years. Long before he fell in love with and married my mother, my father was an interesting fellow in his own right, excelling in his school studies and discovering his deep passion for all things musical.

Most likely because of the popularity of the big bands and swing music back in the day, his first musical instrument of choice was the saxophone.

Later, when icons like Johnny Cash, Chet Atkins, and Glen Campbell, to name a few, came on the scene, Dad took up the guitar. When Beatlemania exploded, he joyously took part by buying their albums  and learning to play many of their songs. As many can attest, he stayed devoted to guitar music the rest of his life.

Dad at age 21 on Albany Street, St. John's (1955)
Dad at age 21 on Albany Street, St. John’s (1955)

As you can see from the above photo, my father was very thin when he was young. But after he married Mom, he began the quest of bodybuilding, transforming himself into the strong, well-muscled dad his children grew up with.

Pondering these things about my father made me think about the power of reinventing oneself. Sometimes the reinvention is necessary for survival, for instance a health issue demanding change. Other times it is a choice we make in the belief it will make us happier and more fulfilled.

I have had some reinventions of my own throughout my life. A few examples:

1. stay-at-home mom

2. customer representative in a bank

3. writer and blogger

Number three became possible when my husband and I did what my parents had done later in their lives: made the big move out of the city and into the country. Doing so gave me new insight into why they made such a change, and the benefits of this lifestyle which happen to better suit our personalities too.

People who cannot invent and reinvent themselves must be content with borrowed postures, secondhand ideas, fitting in instead of standing out. ~ Warren G. Bennis

Have you done anything in your life to reinvent yourself? I’d love to hear from you if you have your own tale of reinvention to share. Don’t be shy. 🙂

~~Special thanks to Auntie who sent me these precious photos XOXO~~

 

“Mom, where do babies come from?”

During our stay in Bonavista last month, we took a drive to nearby Elliston. The claim to fame of this charming little community is its reputation as the
“Root Cellar Capital of the World.”

164More than 130 root cellars have been documented in the Elliston area, dating back as far as 1839, and some of them are still in use today. The people who settled here grew their own vegetables, which were stored in the root cellars. A well-built cellar stayed dry and kept a constant, cool temperature year round.

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cut away showing the construction of a cellar

But by now, you are probably asking, what does any of this have to do with where babies come from?

Well, according to Elliston folklore, the older folks told the children that babies came from root cellars. In the words of a Mrs. Ella Pearce,

  They said they used to dig the babies out with a silver shovel. We used to go to the cellars and listen for babies. We never questioned our parents. We thought everything they said was true. They had midwives in them days, and we thought they used to dig them out.”

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So folks, I’ve learned about yet another way babies come into the world, to add to the well-known tales of the Cabbage Patch and the Stork.

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Are there any other explanations for how babies got here, that parents may have told their children? (besides the TRUTH, of course!)  

Please share with me below if you have knowledge of more fascinating folklore!

For more info on Elliston, click here.

A Step Back in Time: Scenes from Bonavista

A couple of weekends ago, my husband and I visited friends who had relocated to the town of Bonavista last year. It was a three and a half hour drive away, the weather was lovely and it was our first time seeing the beautiful and historic town, so of course I had my camera ready. It was extremely difficult to narrow down the photos to only these!

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The Courthouse
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The stocks and whipping post for criminals back in the day – yikes!

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United Memorial Church – the largest wooden structure in Eastern Canada

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Interesting little shop
Interesting little shop

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Our friend's pooch hamming it up for the camera
Our friend’s pooch hamming it up for the camera

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We enjoyed a run out to Cape Bonavista to see "John"
We enjoyed a run out to Cape Bonavista to see “John”

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...then back to town to finish up at the Ryan Premises
…then back to town to finish up at the Ryan Premises

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What a great way to end our summer!

Relaxing…in a Bathrobe?

Both of my cats enjoy grabbing opportunities,
wherever they may find them,
to cozy up and have a luxurious cat nap.

A carelessly dropped bathrobe has become
this morning’s perfect chance location for a purry snooze.

In this case, as in most,
Maisie is the one who finds the sudden bed,
and no sooner does she get nice and comfortable,
but Vivian happens along and surreptitiously joins her sister.

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Napping Together Since We Were Babies
Napping Together Since We Were Babies 

This has been my contribution to Ailsa’s Weekly Photo Challenge – Relaxing.

Guest Post: Vivian’s View from Here – Part III

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Greetings to all,
Folks, Felines and otherwise!

It’s me, Vivian K. Perry, the shedding-est, purring-est, head-butting-est pussy cat in the land, and once again I am pleased and honoured to cover this evening’s blog post, here at Jennifer’s Journal.

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                            We love to explore our environment.

           Maisie and I have been enjoying a gorgeous sun-and-fun-filled summer here on Perry’s Point.

Jennifer is feeling a little under the weather as of late, but no worries, I’m sure she’ll bounce back to her old self, quicker than you can say meow. We’ll see to that.

Maisie LOVES the Outdoors
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                                    I adore soaking up morning rays on the deck.
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                                  Gotta love the batman shadow.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
Nico & his "dad"
          Nico & his “dad”

We entertained visitors on several occasions, but stayed clear of that overgrown Golden Doodle, Nico, because he is simply too friendly in that annoyingly brash doggy way of his.

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                                Maisie chowing down in a patch of sunlight

We did take a two week trip to St. John’s, but were oh-so grateful to return home to our walks along the coastline, relaxing sun baths,  hunting of tiny critters, and all that priceless freedom.

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                                                      “splendor in the grass”

For those who don’t know how we got our names, here goes:  When Jennifer and her husband adopted us from the SPCA, the lovely staff had already named us Maggie and Storm. But our new staff thought they could do better.

Jennifer asked, “Do we know a couple of sisters who are always together?” After some brainstorming, Jennifer’s husband suggested the names of two of Jennifer’s aunts, who often spend time together. “Yes,” she squealed. “That’s perfect! I always liked their names as well, so Maisie and Vivian they will be.” And the aunts got a kick out of it too.

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Come play with me?
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Please rub my peach- patched chin?
Please rub my peach- patched chin?
Silent as a Sphinx
                         Silent as a Sphinx
Thank you being such gracious visitors, and don't be shy - I will be sure to pass on your comments. :)
How did you spend your summer? Thank you for being such gracious visitors, and don’t be shy – I will be sure to pass on your comments.

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  Further Feline Reading:

Vivian’s View From Here
Vivian’s View From Here – Part II 
Cats on Ice – Exploring Spring Thaw in Iceberg Alley

                                                                             

 

Sunshine, Surf and Sand

Is there anything that captures the carefree magic of summer more than spending warm days playing at the beach? When the kids came to visit this week, they happily took advantage of the many delights the seaside has to offer. 115 142 143

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Our little girl made a new friend :)
Our little girl makes a new friend 🙂

Building sand castles, catching hermit crabs in their little shells – and releasing them again – jumping over frothy waves and off of sand dunes, letting their dog run free, all this and more made for a memorable summer holiday.

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Jump!
Jump!
Nico loved his newfound freedom
Nico loves his newfound freedom
One, two, three, go!
One, two, three, go!
My beautiful girl
My beautiful girl

Nico probably had the best vacation a dog ever had. The freedom to explore the coastline, running after beach birds that couldn’t be caught, he was a joy to watch as he galloped across the sand in wide circles around us.

Playing fetch!
Playing fetch!

Our little girl played with her new friend from Ontario every chance she got, as if they had always known each other. When the time came to say goodbye, she cried, but they exchanged addresses and made plans to become pen pals until they could see each other again. 🙂
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The day they left, our little boy said he wished he lived here because he didn’t have a “backyard beach” at home.

Come back for more fun any time you want, precious boy.
Come back for more fun any time you want, precious children.

Travel Theme: Play
Weekly Photo Challenge: Focus