With the autumn time change has come the luck of waking up to the sunrise. Flick back the curtain and the pinks and golds of morning are there to great me.
30 November 2011
29 November 2011
It's the first day of lobster season on the South Shore. At the stroke of 7 o'clock, the harbour pulses with excitement as the boats race each other out, each vying to lay their traps in the best grounds.
28 November 2011
Lunenburg's county-grown Christmas tree fills the town bandstand. Around it, smaller trees burn red, blue, green, and yellow. For one moment our voices lower and we stop, remembering what it felt like to be a child under the Christmas tree.
27 November 2011
16 November 2011
14 November 2011
13 November 2011
A chance comment from a coworker has me comparing how clothes are hung on the line. In my co-worker's community, everyone sorts by colour. In another friend's home town, they hung items by size. From what I've seen so far, people around here sort by type of item. It feels like an unspoken piece of culture - that whatever way Saturday washing is hung up to dry, it's not random.
11 November 2011
The wind sends shudders throughout the house while the rain washes over the windows. Out of doors is anything but calm. Taking no notice, two gulls come swooping in over the harbour, floating serenely amongst the storm.
07 November 2011
02 November 2011
01 November 2011
We've both moved to opposite ends of country in the past year and haven't actually worked together in two. But when we decide we want to create a project together, the miles disappear and we're back to making magic. Can't wait, L.K!