Newfoundland – The Jewel in the Crown

About a year ago, a friend and I decided to take a trip to Newfoundland.  Her sister had been, as have a few friends of mine so we knew the places to go. To be honest though, I don’t have any recollection of seeing their photos or conversations about their trips, so I imagined it as a harsh land. They call it The Rock, so without even looking up photos or information about it, I assumed it to be a lot like Georgian Bay. Silly me. Part of me did that as I wanted that element of ‘surprise’ when we went, so didn’t want to know too much about the place. Ironic in a way, seeing that’s not what I usually do when I travel. I like to read about it, see it, and know what to expect.

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7 Faces of Dr. Dre

I haven’t seen the film, 7 Faces of Dr. Lao, but it’s the story of the visit of a magical circus to a small town in the southern US and the effects that visit has on the people of the town. Well, there are some similarities between that movie and Dr. Dre. She definitely effects everyone she meets, especially me.

To say she has and is a character is an understatement as some of these ‘poses’ will demonstrate. She’s just a lovebug with a great temperament, sense of fun and a damn great dog! Enjoy these fun pics of her.

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Here Today, Gone Tomorrow

With pesticides banned in public spaces, it’s quite a sight seeing them in full bloom. But they don’t last long! They were out for about 3 days. This morning we went back to the same fields, only to find they’ve gone to seed already! A great day to ‘Make A Wish’.

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Cry Me A River

The day I took these photos was the day my Mom had passed away. It was around 4:30-5pm on Feb 20th and I’d just driven from the hospital after many hours there and the sorrow of leaving my Mom, and her leaving us.  When I got home, my dog was itching to go out, so we drove down to Ashbridges Bay. When I saw this, I was bowled over by this ‘flood’ of melted snow. It was odd, but beautiful. And it was foggy. I was in a fog. Fog seems to add sadness and beauty to things I find. And silence. Kind of perfect really. I remember posting these photos on Facebook when I got home and messaged a friend asking, “Is it horrible of me to post photos the day my Mom died?” She immediately wrote me back and said, “No, of course not. It’s your connection to people and allowing you to do what you love, with love.” I thought that was sweet. The days that followed this one, the weather spoke to me vividly. There was an incredible sunset the night of Mom’s funeral and the next morning (and late afternoon) sunbeams that shot through the grey clouds. I remember looking up, smiling and thinking she was sending us a message. I haven’t seen an amazing sky since then, but I haven’t really paid attention. Those days were super-charged, and seem to have carried me along.

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