
There is only now.
An open window
a fresh breeze
to welcome
this bright and beautiful
April day.
– J. Kelland Perry

There is only now.
An open window
a fresh breeze
to welcome
this bright and beautiful
April day.
– J. Kelland Perry

As I have mentioned on my blog before, spring takes its own sweet time to show its face on the island of Newfoundland. The arrival is gradual, just as it is on most northern coastlines, with cold temperatures accompanied by the odd snowfall or sleet storm.

I love the anticipation of warmer days ahead. And there are still some lovely moments, particularly when the wind is light, the water is calm, and the sun begins to set. These photos were taken on the peaceful evening of April 2nd, and since then most of the snow and ice has disappeared.



Another reason I love spring here on Perry’s Point: the pleasure to witness the renewal of nature by observing our seabirds. Two weeks ago, it started—the sudden appearance of seagulls and other salt water birds pairing off to mate. Everyday, we now see them huddled—and even cuddled!—together on rocks and small islets off the point, or gliding through the water side by side: herring gulls, saddlebacks, black ducks, and pintails.

Seagulls squeal a spring duet
swim in pairs around ice and rock
glide as swans in graceful tandem
hush broken by caw and squawk *
*excerpt from Seagull Spring by J. Kelland Perry, April 2015

“April is the gateway to the joys of summer.” ― Fennel Hudson
“Oh, the lovely fickleness of an April day!” – W. H. Gibson
There is something so beautiful about sunsets. Perhaps it’s the natural silhouettes they create.

Newtown Branch Sunset

Summer Sunset on Perry’s Point

Winter Dusk on Perry’s Point

Summer Crescent Moon on Perry’s Point

This is the only one not from Newtown, but it is in Newfoundland: Garden Cove Trail just south of Swift Current.
All photos are my own.
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Silhouette
“Through the farm” is a shortcut path here in Newtown that has existed, perhaps, since the village was first settled. It is no longer a farm, but I love to start my walks through there because it is so peaceful.


Granted, these are not your average neighbourhood photos, but I enjoy taking in the view of some homes on Perry’s Point along the way.
I hope you are enjoying a peaceful Sunday too, friends. ☀️

With all of the rain, drizzle and fog November has given us here in Newfoundland, our beautiful sunsets have been practically nonexistent.
I so miss the vibrant colours! Does dreary weather affect your mood?
“There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky.”
– Percy Bysshe Shelley
*Originally posted here in November 2018

“The unthankful heart
discovers no mercies;
but the thankful heart
will find, in every hour,
some heavenly blessings.”
– Henry Ward Beecher


“I’m grateful for always
this moment, the now,
no matter what form it takes.”
– Eckhart Tolle

Happy Sunday, all,
and Happy Thanksgiving
to my Canadian friends and followers!
♥♥♥

Happy Fall, friends and followers. 🍁
Last week, Paul and I took a work trip to Grand Bank and Marystown on our province’s Burin Peninsula. As coincidence would have it, we had taken a trip there ten years ago in October! With that photo shoot from 2014 at the ready, I thought I’d share it with you today. . .
It seems the older I get, the more I treasure the chance to travel around this province. Even when I visit a Newfoundland community I’ve been in before, it’s as if I see it with new and more appreciative eyes.
Earlier this week, I accompanied Paul on one of his little road trips for work, this time on the Burin Peninsula Heritage Run. Our destination was the vibrant town of Grand Bank. I hadn’t been there in over a decade.
It was a rainy trip. But good fortune smiled down, the sun came out as soon as we got there, and so did my trusty camera.
The authentic old buildings and heritage architecture I found especially charming. I’ll let the pictures tell the story of what I loved about historic Grand Bank.
Lots of quaint and interesting architecture:
Harris House Museum:

…and another Widow’s Walk.And Old meets New–The Provincial Seamen’s Museum:

Thank you for the lovely visit, Grand Bank.
Where do you like to go for a road trip?
Dog Days of Summer, according to Websters Dictionary: “the hot and humid period of summer between early July and early September.”
Dog Days of Summer, according to me: having my canine friends come to visit!
First up, SOPHIE RAE!

In July, Sophie came to Newtown for the first time with my son and his fiancée. She is a white golden retriever, is the youngest of our doggies, and just so happens to be turning two today. Happy Birthday, pretty girl!

She had lots of fun exploring Perry’s Point, and even went to Bennett Island with us via the sandbar.

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Our next visitors were my daughter and her family in August, and of course they brought ARCHIE!

Archie is six years old, and has visited us before. He beat himself out every day running around the Point, and also went on the sandbar to Bennett Island with us.

He was particularly obsessed with this “ball” while he was here:


Archie always loves to come see us.
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My sister and her husband were our third visitors. They spent Labour Day weekend with us, with Abbey and Jaxon in tow!

Jaxon is twelve:

…and dear little Abbey is sixteen!

These dogs are more laid back, as you may guess.


But they did go on an adventure to Windmill Bight Park in Lumsden with us, to enjoy some fun in the sun and sand.
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Even though everyone knows I’m a cat person first and foremost, I do love and enjoy being around any animal. Thanks so much for making the trip, my loved ones and your pooches! 💕🐾❤️

Buttercups, bright eyed and bold, hold their chalices of gold to catch the sunshine and the dew. — Julia Caroline Dorr
Photo originally posted here.
Back in March, I shared pics of the kitty suncatcher my daughter gave me, in memory of Vivian. You can check it out here: All That We Love Deeply.

One of my longtime blogger friends had mentioned I should have a suncatcher for Vivian’s sister as well:
“You need a little Maisie suncatcher so the sisters can be together again.” – Lois
Well, once more, dear daughter has surprised me with a gift. She found a kitty (the closest she could find to resemble her) to memorialize our Maisie who passed in 2020.

I’ve already shared her on Facebook and Instagram, but I thought all my blogger friends and followers should also have a look.

Aren’t they sweet?
These little mementos bring comfort—and occasional tears—and will have to suffice until we rescue one or two more cats later this year. ❤️
