Submitted June 20, 2010 Just the look of these freshly baked buns of white bread can cause your mouth to salivate. Coming from a family of 13, my mother baked fresh bread weekly, if not two-three times weekly. I guess it is a family tradition in Newfoundland for sure. “Downhome delicious.” Submitted By: NULL
Submitted June 20, 2010 This is my pet pomeranian. His name is Cappy. He poses for photos and in this picture, he looks downright serious. Almost studious. Cappy is eight and belongs to a family of four. To say he is spoiled is an understatement. We love him dearly. This photo taken very recently. I…
Ferry dock/wharf at Bell Island, taken from aboard the ferry in 2005. Portugal Cove and St. Philips in the background. I grew up on Bell Island and moved to St. John’s at the age of 17 to pursue post-secondary education. I then moved to Goulds for nine years, followed by my current residency in Mount…
Blueberries amidst ferns, forget-me-nots, and nature’s non-specific greenery – taken in Port Blanchard, Bonavista Bay, 2006. Submitted By: NULL
My one-year-old male Pomeraniam, Cappy, loves the snow, which we certainly get our share of in Newfoundland. I grew up on Bell Island and moved to St. John’s at the age of 17 to pursue post-secondary education. I then moved to Goulds for nine years, followed by my current residency in Mount Pearl, where I…
My one-year-old male Pomeraniam, Cappy, looking proud as a peacock outside in the sun. I grew up on Bell Island and moved to St. John’s at the age of 17 to pursue post-secondary education. I then moved to Goulds for nine years, followed by my current residency in Mount Pearl, where I have been living…
