Happy New Year!

I trust 2012 will bring good things your way. Have the happiest of New Years!

Angels we have heard on High,

Sweetly singing o're the the plains. And the mountains in reply, Echoing their joyous stain.

Wishing you a beautiful Christmas, full of light and love!

Forever Hopeful!

About a month ago I noticed this crow with a broken wing. I thought for sure he would succumb to his injuries or starve to death, but every few days I would see him again. I started to leave food out for him in hope that he would find it. I have tried to get close enough for a good photo but he is smart and surprisingly quick. It always seems as if the crow is alone but if I get to close several other crows start

 appearing, very interesting. It is comforting to know he isn't completely on his own.

The Birds?

There is always something happening on our beach. Last Friday and Saturday there were hundreds, maybe even thousands of dead Atlantic Saury on the beach.  The  Saury, a silver needle fish,  generally migrate south at the first sign of Fall and we think they got caught in the bay when the cold front came in.  I was worried that before too long the smell would be horrid but the ever present seagulls had a veritable feast!

Though the day started cold and grey, by the afternoon the sun started to peek through the clouds giving an interesting atmospheric effect.

Happy Halloween! 

All In a Dream

Living with cancer, whether you have it or your loved one has it, is a surreal experience. Everything about it feels like a dream, from the emotional aspect that seems to intensify every feeling, to the medical world of hospitals (George was in hospital for five weeks), to the chemotherapy and the aftermath, to the total disruption of normal life and the amazing outpouring of love and support from family and friends. It is just all so strange! Luckily for us, George is responding really well to treatments and he is one of the lucky few who is able to gain some strength between the chemo cycles. So yes, cancer is our main focus for now, but it isn't the only thing going and we are moving forward ever so slowly, back to our projects, back to our art, back to our lives. Understandably I have only taken my camera out a couple of times in the past few months and even then the images felt dreamlike to me. The last day in September I saw a bunch of bees hanging out on the same flower. They were moving in slow motion and I was able to get some interesting macro shots.

These bees really caught my curiosity... what is this guy doing upside down? He stayed like that ever so long. And this moose, she was seen inside the city limits of St. Johns, Newfoundland and Labrador, in the back yard of our good friends, Donna and Kevin. She didn't seem too

concerned that there were people around and it was only my healthy respect for her size that kept me from getting closer to her.

Lastly, I want to thank all of you for your continued love and support. Your prayers, positive energy and healing thoughts have been a tremendous help to George and I.

An explanation of sorts

I have grown to really love this blog and those of you who check in from time to time, and so I am reluctant to bring bad news, but the fact of the matter is, my George has been diagnosed with stage three or four Chronic Lymphocytic Leukemia. He has just completed the first cycle of chemo and now is dealing with the aftermath. I'm finding it difficult to write about just now but I wanted you to know why I have been so quiet of late.
XO's

A River of Irises

One advantage to having a wet and cool summer is that the wild irises are thriving. I live across the way from a field or, garden, as it is called in Newfoundland, that is full of wild flowers including the wild iris. There are irises all over the land adjacent to the beach but in this particular garden they grow like a river. Usually by the end of June they have finished flowering but this summer they were late and I can still find a few stragglers.

I was excited to find some yellow irises for the first time too!