Colour of Outdoors by Mandy Ford

  • The thing I like about needles

    Is that you can get so damn creative with them. I really don’t mind needles, at all. Bloodwork is a breeze, and I’m now on my….*counts* 12th tattoo. Also, there’s the fact that you can put a bit of thread… more ›

  • Fall that quickly became winter

    It’s only the 7 of November but it feels like we’re in the middle of winter here in Goose Bay. We’ve had a crazy amount of snow (and still falling as I type). The Internet has been touch and go,… more ›

  • Fall Beginnings

    I took a trip home to St. Lewis to spend Thanksgiving with my family. It was really nice to spend time in the shed with dad, and to spend time crafting with mom. And I mean, the turkey dinner wasn’t… more ›

  • Hot July

    It’s not a new discovery or anything, but I really despise the heat of summer. I’d take a blizzard over +30s like it has been for a few days this week. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this overwhelmed by… more ›

  • Eight Years

    Yesterday marked the 8th anniversary of Color of Outdoors. Every year I remain amazed that I kept this thing going. Some months I only post once or twice (sadly) and others, I get a rush of inspiration and almost post… more ›

  • Things that were missing

    I haven’t been as active on here as I am used to being but there is a good reason. Most of the time my posts are my poetry, and now I am in the process of working on a new… more ›

  • fact checking

    People want each other but they don’t need each other The air is so fresh here Biking is cheaper than therapy None of my plants ever died on my watch Teaching someone english is not the same as teaching them… more ›

  • Don’t be shaky, be sure.

    I woke up at 4am the other night with that line in my head for some reason. Very bizarre. But it was important enough to me that I wrote it down. A couple of hours later when I got out… more ›

  • 2017 Views

    Every NYE brings the thought of what I accomplished that year, and what I look forward to continuing the next day with the start of a new year. I stopped making resolutions because all that does is pick away at… more ›

  • The edge of it all.

    It’s December 21, the darkest day of the year. I’ll try not to be too…cynical. It’s been a weird month. A lot of things have happened since my last post about my nan’s passing. I’ve taken on a new position… more ›