"So often I wake up and the fog, the blizzards, living here is like being on a barge, adrift in the Atlantic. There is no buffer to weather. We're forced to take the brunt of it. I love it." --Gabriel English,
This All Happened.
am not sure if i would love the feeling of being on a barge and not having a buffer to the weather like the protagonist of Michael Winter's book,
This All Happened, but it certainly feels a lot like that living here in Newfoundland. the weather can indeed be relentless and we are certainly forced to take the brunt of it. but i think this feeling of naked exposure to the weather is partly what makes people of Newfoundland resilient and have a wicked and wry sense of humour - which i love.


we've had nothing but rain, drizzle, fog and cloudy weather for the last week or so. i must say i do miss the sunshine and the blueness of the sky. i can't remember the last time i've seen either. it's all so foggy now.