About this time every winter, I begin to yearn for an injection of more colour in my world. So when I saw that Yellow was this morning’s one-word prompt from The Daily Post, I felt compelled to take part.
The following photos were previously shared on my blog over the years, but I thought it fitting – as well as worthy – to give them a second look.
Our little girl enjoying backyard dandelions
Our little boy finds a teensy-weensy crabDisney World funRoman Colosseum at NightParis at nightAutumn walk in NewtownOur girl on Lester’s Farm, St. John’sJumping the waves on Lumsden BeachThe Sky’s the Limit on Perry’s PointMy Buttercup Runneth Over – Perry’s PointVaradero, CubaAlong the Garden Cove walking trailSpring walk in lovely Greenspond
These last two photos are from my Instagram account:
Love this beauty from an artist friend. Getting it framed soon!
Last but not least, something to wake up the taste buds:
Lemon meringue pie with a glass of Yellowtail!
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“How wonderful yellow is. It stands for the sun.” ~ Vincent Van Gogh
Vivian K. Perry here, back for another guest blog on Jennifer’s Journal. I have new photos to share today!
We had snowy, blowy weather last night, which gave us pretty windows to look through when we woke up. As much as Maisie and I don’t like it when it gets too cold, sometimes snow can add an aesthetic appeal to our long winters.
The first pic shows some of Jennifer’s other cats.
Now on to us real kitties…
At first, I thought I would like it outdoors today. I quickly changed my mind. Maisie seems oblivious to my discomfort. (Please disregard the high-tech reading lamp) I am quickly let back inside, and then… …the shoe is on the other paw! Ha! Snow on her nose 🙂
Thanks for taking a look through the window on our world.
See you next time!
How is your winter going?
Do you have snow where you live?
Winter came early to our corner of the world, and so far it has packed a heavy punch in most areas. These photos were taken a week ago, after our first significant snowfall. We’ve had more since then.
Inspiration can come to the artist in us in many ways. I hope to expand my own horizons in the coming new year, and I wish the same for you.
Here are a few new horizons from Perry’s Point to inspire creativity through the frosty months ahead.
We live on Snowy Beach Avenue now! 🙂
I must give credit where credit is due: Paul “helped” with these next three. They were taken in the last couple of hours before sunset.
“The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.” ~ Christopher McCandless
Just as I had almost given up hope on an autumn getaway, my guy came through with a road trip in early November to Twillingate.
Being a working trip for him, I didn’t expect it to be much more, for me, than a chance to grab a few scenery photos in yet another part of Newfoundland I hadn’t had the pleasure to visit yet. Known as the Iceberg Capital of the World, Twillingate is a lovely little town that draws many tourists, and although this is not the time of year for icebergs, it is still a pretty location to drop in and take a look around.
The place we booked, the Sunshine Inn, had only opened in August after major renovations, and as it turned out, we were the only guests there that night. That meant we had the entire main floor common area to ourselves.
Take a look at our accommodations:
Our room was the only bedroom suite on the main floor.
Pretty artwork in the common area:
Taking in Twillingate Harbour as dusk settled in and lights winked on, I found myself looking forward to morning. The forecast called for sunshine, which would be perfect for a walk with my camera. Come back for Part Two of this post to see what I came up with!
Our house yawns astonishingly quiet and empty. The beaches here on Sandy-Feet Avenue and Perry’s Point look abandoned, lonely and forlorn; bereft of the three little beach bums that ran across them countless times a day.
A myriad of reminders surround me: empty sand pails, tiny mementos in the form of sea glass and shells from the beach, our grandson’s toy army tank left behind, a day pass from Windmill Bight Park, a box of our granddaughter’s favourite crackers in the cupboard, a candy wrapper under the bed. There is even a folder of GoPro videos they made saved on my PC desktop.
And I’m amazed at how much longer it takes for the dishwasher and the washing machine to fill up in their absence.
We miss our two grandchildren – plus one little friend – but we had an incredible time together filled with sweet summer memories and photos to look back on.
And there is always next year, God willing!
Here are a few captures from last week.
Searching for starfish, hermit crabs and other treasures“Wanna go clam-digging again?”
The weather was beautiful nearly every day!
Our girl having fun at the nearby playgroundZip-lining!
Waiting to dine on ‘Surf ‘n Turf’ at the local restaurant*
During one of these lazy afternoons, our girl decided she wanted to write a story. So while her friend and our boy continued playing on the beach, she sat down nearby with a pad of lined paper and a pencil. When I asked her what her story was about, she said with a shy grin, “Cats.”
I guess the (grand)apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
There is something about the town of Greenspond in Bonavista North that consistently captures my imagination. Yes, it is known for its wonderful walking trail and its majestic icebergs in spring, but it is magical to me because of much more than that.
No matter how many times I visit, take pictures, or blog about it, this historic community with its many mansard roofs, saltbox homes, and idyllic scenery harkens me back to imaginings of yesteryear when English settlers first came here from Dorset, Devon, Somerset and Hampshire centuries ago.
These first inhabitants grew Greenspond into a major economic enterprise through fishing and trading, yet today it stands preserved in an “olden day” atmosphere, giving this visitor storybook inspiration of how Newfoundlanders lived before life became modern and fast-paced.
Take a little tour with me through the following photos. The first one is from Facebook but the rest are from our visit there in May.
Post OfficeLobster traps seen along the Causeway
Last but not least: one of my favourites from two years ago
Hello, y’all! Vivian K. Perry here,
back on Jennifer’s Journal today to tell you how much I love this post.
No, no, no, not this blog post (shakes furry head). This fence post!
Now that summer is here,
I take time out of every one of my days to prowl around Perry’s Point.
This is my favourite perch – a bird’s-eye view, if you will –
where I can keep a sharp lookout for little creatures in the grass like voles and shrews.
Now that sister Maisie and I will soon be turning nine,
we’ve finally come to terms with our limitations
and admit the birds around here are too smart and swift for us to actually hunt.
Jennifer says that’s a good thing, but we disagree.
I’ve been known to sit and wait here patiently for hours. I kid you not.
Hmm. Unfortunately, not much stirring here this afternoon.
I’ll check back again after sunset.
In the meantime, I think I’ll run out to the end of the point…
This past Victoria Day long weekend turned out to be a beautiful and sunny one here on the island of Newfoundland.
We headed out on Saturday hoping to find icebergs, but unlike last year’s bumper crop, they kept their distance for the most part, hugging the horizon.
Undaunted, Paul and I took a hike around the trail in Greenspond and still managed to capture these pretty nature scenes. Icebergs big and small can be seen dotting most of the horizon. I zoomed in for these two. Notice the wide band of blue, which is called looming. The atmospheric phenomenon of looming made this iceberg seem to stretch -or refract – vertically into a shape that made me think of a water bomber…sort of. These little shelters house picnic tables along the Greenspond trail. Now for the funny and unexpected part of our hike: I decided to snap a photo of this helmet someone had picked up and placed here, thinking I would show it on Facebook to help unite it with its owner. But…This is where I stepped back to get a shot from the other side, and my “accident-prone” foot got caught in a crevice. Down I went. Luckily I missed the big rocks and my camera was also unharmed. At home, I discovered I’d taken the above photo by accident! I got the other shot, no harm done. Hubs got a little fright (and a laugh), though. 😉
What did you do for fun this weekend? (and did you lose a helmet?)
Author updates:
I’m running a Goodreads Book Giveaway! Enter here or on the sidebar for a chance to win a signed, first edition paperback of Calmer Girls. Though the winning entry is randomly chosen by Goodreads, I will mail the book directly to the winner.
And…I’m attending my Book Launch this Saturday in St. John’s: