Getting Ready to Head North





Good morning, sponsors! In less than two weeks, I'll be heading to Newfoundland. My friend and co-conspirator Carol Baney will be coming with me for the first part of the trip, then I will be on my lonesome.

Newfoundland - which is pronounced with the same stresses as "understand"  - is the smaller part of the province of Newfoundland and Labrador, which is the official name of the province.  Its first inhabitants were members of the Dorset culture, a pre-Inuit culture that lasted from about 500 BC to 1000-1500 AD, according to Wikipedia.

Newfoundland was England's first colony, and Newfoundlanders speak English, though I've been warned that it can be an English that's a little different than what we speak down here.

These days, the population of Newfoundland is about half a million.

Here are some other cool facts:


  • The most easterly point in North America is in Newfoundland, at Cape Spear. 
  • L'Anse Aux Meadows is the only authenticated Viking settlement in North America. I hope to paint there! 
  • St. John's, the provincial capital, is the oldest city in Canada. 
  • Newfoundland has its own time zone, 90 minutes ahead of Eastern time. 
  • It did not become a part of Canada until 1949. 
  • 94 percent of the population of Newfoundland and Labrador lives in Newfoundland, and 40 percent of that group lives in St. John's
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Dog of the Day


I promise not to have a Newfoundland as the dog of the day every day, 
but I had to start with one! 

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A Final Thought

"When we really delve into the reasons for why we can't let something go, there are only two: an attachment to the past or a fear for the future." 

- Marie Kondo, from "The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up"




when we really delve into the reasons for why we can’t let something go, there are only two: an attachment to the past or a fear for the future.” (Marie Kondo, from The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up)





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