Tag: 2019 Newfoundland

I was riding my bike through Toogood Arm when I came across a “tank”. When I was growing up in Montreal these machines were used to clear the sidewalks of winter snow. I don’t know if such machines are still in use. As children, we would imagine these contraptions to be “enemy” tanks and pelt…

My attraction to this garage was not its aesthetically pleasing, replete with symbolic meaning, dilapidated state, but rather the basketball hoop. My first thought was surprise that this game had made its way to Newfoundland. Surprise because I have not thought of Newfoundland as a sports mecca. But I could be wrong as I admit…

If you open up the lid and look inside, there is nothing but space … to hold water. There are no electronics. No flashing lights. No LCD screens announcing something that is otherwise obvious. It is simply an enamel-coated metal container used to boil water, which may then be used to make tea or coffee.…

Without electricity, lights were powered by kerosene. The ones provided were small, producing enough light to see, but not enough to read by. This imposed limitations on what could be done after sunset. The effect was a lifestyle change that amounted to rising and setting with the sun. Fortunately, the sun set at around 8:30PM…

I was riding my bicycle through Cobb’s Arm and I saw fellow cutting wood that he would subsequently store in his woodshed, and later, during the winter, use to heat his home. As I passed by he looked up and waved. I stopped my bike, got off and introduced myself. He asked where I was…