“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.” ~ J.R.R. Tolkien
One of my favourite winter snaps. First published here on February 25, 2012.
Seals have been paying us frequent visits around the Point this winter.
I’ve shared snaps of a recent visitor on Instagram this week, as well as a little whitecoat on an earlier Sunday Snap, but today’s pic is a favourite from the post Calm in 2016.
I’ve lost count of how many times this particular photo has been pinned on Pinterest.
I love the horizon I captured in this photo for two reasons: its misty summer haze and the slight curvature that it exhibits.
This picturesque little fishing village is my mother’s hometown. My father’s maternal roots are here as well, so many of my relatives are from Grates Cove. Some live there, while others have summer homes.
A National Historic site recognized for its acres of rock walls, it has also been reported that Grates Cove has the highest number (per capita) of mainlanders buying houses to live, in all of Newfoundland.
To learn more and see photos of the rock walls, visit my blog post from 2013: Grates Cove To see more photos from around the province, visit my dedicated page:Newfoundland and Labrador
With all the snowstorms, cold snaps and bleak weather many are experiencing lately in North America, I changed my mind about the January scene I was going to share.
Instead, I thought a hit of warm and vibrant colour was in order. These tiger lilies in my daughter’s summer-house garden may be the perfect antidote to give you hope for gentler days ahead.
I can almost smell the clover and green grass, feel the summer’s heat on my shoulders, and hear the bumblebees buzzin’ around. A-h-h-h!
“What good is the warmth of summer,
without the cold of winter to give it sweetness?” — John Steinbeck
“Our familiar garden by the sea has transformed . . . each bramble and bush laminated in a thick, crystalline coat, every amber blade dressed in its stiff raiment of frost. With a watchful step, I venture out on the crust of snow.” – Jennifer Kelland Perry, Endless Chill
Our grandkitten Joey is going to be the cutest ornament on the tree this Christmas – that is if and only if the tree survives his yuletide antics!
My daughter (who snapped this pic) said the little rascal climbed to the top in under half a minute, and in the space of twenty minutes he climbed it eight times.
Readers: Any pet pointers for this pressing pussycat problem ?
Please post below!