We went for a drive this morning and I dragged along my big canon rebel, you know, just in case. It was such a thrill to see a hare, a wolverine, which is part of the weasel family, and a tree full of red polls. I wasn’t able to capture the rabbit, it was just too quick and the photos of the birds are not the best. However, I wanted to share a few I managed to capture of the wolverine.
I think this guy must be a youngster. I don’t know but it was such a thrill to see.Loping through the snow, possibly hunting the rabbitHe was moving pretty quicklyand away into the woods he goes
As you can see we’ve had a bit of snow already in these parts. Here in town it’s pretty much gone again, but these were taken outside the city where there was a bit more. I am not looking forward to winter, but maybe with a bit of luck I will get snow shoes so I can walk the trails more easily. If it means catching sight of the local wildlife, I’m willing to brave the cold.
Shoal Point is a strip of land jutting out into Port au Port Bay, not far from the small community of Boswarlos in Newfoundland. Except for the few fishing huts there is no evidence of habitation. I took these photographs in the fall of 2010. Shoal Point is mainly bog but fishers continue to use the area to ply their trade and many local residents enjoy riding a quad to visit the point. If you’re lucky, you may catch sight of a moose out on the bog. At one time an oil rig stood at the outermost point of land. I confess to feeling great relief that oil companies never exploited the area, even though oil was found there. The oil rig that once stood on the point was an exploratory venture only. shoal Point is a great place to watch sea birds and water fowl as well as pods of porpoise and sometimes pothead whales.
I hope you will enjoy these photos of the area and gain a sense of how this land has been used and enjoyed for millennia. I have included a short video at the end of my post of the kissing rocks off the shore of the Port au Port Peninsula.
Driving along the highway enroute to Boswarlos we drive through the community of Agathuna, a little further along we come to the quarry which once promised a bright future for the areaKnown locally as “Barn Hill” at the bottom of which lays the Agathuna QuarryLobster pots are stacked in wait for the next lobster seasonOne of just a few fishing cabins on Shoal PointA dory sits in wait for another day of work, taken in the community of Mainland on the Port au Port PeninsulaA small trawler at work out on Port au Port BayIn preparation for the winter’s cold, logs for fire wood are stacked and readyVibrant vegetation in the fields surrounding Shoal PointOne of several huge boulders that provide a place to sit and gaze out to sea Old pallets a.k.a. skids form a make shift walkway across the swamp at Shoal Point“Red sky at night, Sailors delight ….Red sky in morning, Sailors take warning”The hill across Port au Port Bay from Boswarlos is known as Pine Tree
I won’t be taking you anywhere again this week. There is a lot going on in life at the moment. But, I did want to share a couple of photos of a mother robin who made her nest in my neighbor’s flower box in the spring of 2018. Yes, I know it’s fall (in our part of the world, anyway). I hope this photo will bring a smile to your face and peace to your heart.
A lesson in trustSeen from my window every day until the hatchings fledged
Wherever you are, I hope you find serenity in this day. Wishing you all an abundance of blessings. Cheers!
And so, it stands like an orphan child left all alone. Abandoned. Empty eyes and torn clothing, shabby and forlorn. My mind wonders as it wanders through the past years: what children may have played in the fields out yonder? How many sticky fingers touched the door? Were they happy here, that family who once sheltered here? Where did they go, the family who once called it home? The romantic in me pictures it as it once must have been, when hard-working hands pounded in the last nail and then stood back with pride, admiring his handiwork with pride. Poor old thing sure has seen better days. But I wonder what secrets lay between the floors? What story would this old house tell of yesteryears? Poor neglected child.
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The weather network said we’d have rain all day. They were wrong and I am so not ready for this. But I was happy to see my camera caught the action:
Early morning surpriseHey, Mother Nature, it’s Thanksgiving weekend, not Christmas!
I know it won’t last long, first snow never does but it’s still coming down hard out there. I mean, will the children be out making snowmen this afternoon? I refuse to dig out winter boots and parkas just yet. Still, there is a bit of magic around the first snow.
Yesterday I dropped hubby off for his dialysis treatment then went to the grocery store for a couple of things. I bought these flowers to decorate the table for Thanksgiving. Isn’t it wonderful that we live in a world where such color exists and we can have beautiful flowers on the table, even while snow covers the earth?
Giving thanks for the beauty and the bounty this good earth provides
I hope all my family and friends enjoy this Thanksgiving weekend. And may we all recognize the blessings that flow into our lives and give thanks for them.
It is thanksgiving weekend in Canada. Sadly we won’t be hosting a dinner this year. Covid really sucks, but I am thankful we are all still here and will look forward to future family dinners for nothing lasts forever, not even covid (though sometimes it feels that way). Here are a few photos of the beautiful fall colors that remind us life is not all dark!
It’s been a while since I posted any photos of my fur-baby and constant companion. Still one of my favorite things to do: photo sessions with my kitty . . .
Mmmmm yummyA favorite game of hers: Hide and SeekShe leads such a hard lifeand knows the secrets to life, the art of just being
I am doing something a little bit different this week. Instead of taking you on a virtual tour this week’s offering is a combination of quotes and prayers on peace and tranquility along with photos I’ve taken in (of) nature. I hope you enjoy them, wishing you a day of blessings, a day of peace.
“Remember too that we can all throw ourselves a lifeline – not a deadline – by appreciating just how precious life really is in the present moment. Peaceful, enduring happiness right now.” – M.P. Neary
“Prayer is the voice of love that brings us internal peace, understanding, and the wisdom of how to share.” – Catherine Franz, Life is a Continuous Prayer
“It’s not the quiet ‘in’ the woods. Rather, it is the quiet ‘of’ the woods. Like the woods, I want it to be ‘of’ me. And I have found that few things can instill that in me like the woods can.”
– Craig D. Lounsbrough
“Silent is an anagram of listen” – Johnny Rich, The Human Script
“Why are we afraid of the silence that ensues after our death? Wasn’t it the same silence we endured before birth? Isn’t it the same silence we revel in when we are completely immersed in the present moment? Let us not be afraid.” – Kamand Kojouri
“Stress comes from the fear of the unknown; tranquility comes from accepting the unknown with love and joy.” – Debasish Mridha
“Peace brings with it so many positive emotions that it is worth aiming for in all circumstances.” – Estella Eliot
“I have recently been able to see the new world – the quiet, the tranquility and the freedom it will bring with it. This is very comforting knowledge for me because I already know that what I envision eventually becomes a reality.” – Shari Arison
“We must believe that there are places where tranquility exists and nature is given back her power to speak . . .” – Nanette L. Avery
“The idea of starting each day with birdsong may sound overly romantic, but incorporating an element of peaceful ritual into our morning routine doesn’t have to be difficult.” – Linnea Dunne, Good mornings
It has been a long time since we visited Gros Morne. I don’t know if I have words to describe what a moving experience it was. There is something about being in the mountains with the sea in the distance that is so uplifting and inspiring. I have long wished to share this beautiful place. Unfortunately I have few photos of this magical place, and those are not a very good quality. The landscape is so ancient within the Long Range Mountains and badlands earning it the designation of UNESCO world heritage site. I remember what pride I felt when it was assigned this classification. I am so very grateful to my friend, Selah Robb, who gave me permission to share her photographs here. Although no photographs can take in the full grandeur that is Gros Morne, these images will give a taste of what this park offers. I hope you enjoy them.
taken from the summitalthough it may seem to be nothing more than hills, from the highway the mountains reach into the skies Not for the faint of heart, but for people who enjoy tramping the byways Gros Morne offers spectacular viewsFijords snake through the mountains
I am including a video from YouTube to help give a sense of this place:
Ever since the spring I have been watching a small brood of ducklings grow. I have become rather invested in them and their well-being. During the self-enforced isolation through this pandemic it has been a daily joy to see them. Fall is here with its garment of vibrant colors and soon the birds will migrate. I hope they make it safely to their warmer home. Yesterday was a beautiful fall day (back to rain today) so I took a short walk out to the pond to say my farewells to these feathered friends. I will miss seeing them.
Handsome fellowTwo of the four ducklings born and hatched near the pondBottoms upas the golden hues crawl slowly through the greenery reminding us fall is hereLove the fall colors
