This was my Fathers Sawmill , that was my Grandfathers before him . It has since been torn down but I’ll always remember the puttering from it day after day as they sawed many of logs to supply people with Lumber for projects they were doing . Image Upload: Location, Place , Whereabouts: Stanhope
Nothing like flying home to surprise my grandparents. Spent the morning cod jiggin’ and watching them in their element. This is the absolute definition of the Newfoundland I know and love. Image Upload: Location, Place , Whereabouts: Saint Lunaire-Griquet, NL
Decided to to a Newfie Christmas tree this year with all Newfie ornaments. It looks so beautiful. Image Upload: Location, Place , Whereabouts: St Lawrence
My Poppy is 90 years old. He was born one of nine children, in Keels, NL. His hometown had 370 people when he was born. It had 46 people as of 2021. When he speaks of it so fondly, I think he knows he is one of so few people who can keep the memory…
Back in the 1970s, when Chamberlains was still a place where kids roamed free from morning ‘til dark, three boys—Eric, Harold, and Stephen—lived their summers the way kids were meant to: wild, muddy, sunburned, and absolutely fearless. Eric and Harold lived only a few houses apart, close enough that they didn’t even knock—they just hollered…
While visiting home with my “come from away” partner, we stayed in this fantastic BnB in Quirpon. When we walked into the kitchen this was the view! So many memories came flashing back of my grandmother sitting in the window in her rocker watching the tide come in!!! The view and the memories….priceless!! Image Upload:…
A picture of La Scie vessels in the Harbour. Image Upload: Location, Place , Whereabouts: La Scie
Going to have a feed.. Image Upload: Location, Place , Whereabouts: Corner Brook
New to the magazine. My family told me about your magazine and to upload this image. I guess it speaks for itself really. We were invited to a wedding in town and my Uncle Cecil Thorne said that Signal Hill was a great place to get some photos. Beautiful city, great people. Be seeing you…
This evening, Amelia and I spent the sweetest time together picking daisies by our camper. The sun was warm on our backs, and her little hands reached eagerly for every flower she could find, giggling as she picked each one. She’d hold each daisy up to inspect it with such care, like it was the…
