Coffee?
I was quite excited with the news that WildBird on the Fly's First Friday contest was being revived. It combines two of my passions, birds and writing. More than that I find that trying to write a 500 word story, within the constraints of the contest, an excellent exercise for building my writing skills. I've also been very lucky at the contest, having won twice before. And my luck continues to hold as for some reason they've thought my story good enough

Bring on the Night
Today marks the start of the dark season in Arctic Bay, the Sun set for the last time until rises again on the sixth of February. In actual fact, for our latitude, the Sun will continue to rise for about a week, but because of the terrain here we will not see it again for the next three months.People who have followed this blog for awhile will probably know that I don't mind the dark season. We're never truly dark here, there is always a varying amount of twilight and probably only a couple of days when you could see stars for 24 hours. For me there is so much to do, and so much happening between now and the Winter Solstice, and coupled with how quickly the light

First Friday
Amy, over at WildBird On The Fly, has revived the bird related fiction contest, First Friday. It's a contest that I've enjoyed participating in the first time it was running, even winning a couple of times.  The rules are simple: Write a 500 word work of fiction It should include a setting, character(s), conflict and resolution It must deal with birds or birders/birding It must not anthropomorphize the birds in the story. Entries must be received by 5PM PST on the first T

Brush strokes
As I looked to the sky a little while ago it appeared that someone had taken a giant calligraphy brush to it. This is truly a wonder filled world we live in.

My pirate is such a joker
I hope to have a longer post about Hallow'een up soon, but in the mean time I give you photo's of my children.  Both Travis and Hilary had costumes that they wore at their school parties, but it was a cold, wintery night here last night and we opted for just made up faces and warm outdoor clothing for their trick or treating. No photo of Hilary's face paint apparently exists...