Colour of Outdoors by Mandy Ford

  • Over(think)

    I understand sacrifice. I understand compassion. The line “be true to yourself” haunts me every day. I feel tormented by the absence of people in my life. It is very easy for people to say, “Go out and make friends.”… more ›

  • Sixteen things I wish I knew (or did) when I was a teenager.

    Things I wish I knew (or did) when I was a teenager: 1. You lived so close to school, you should have walked or biked there more. 2. Soft drink is shit. 3. You should have spoken up more, you… more ›

  • Picture this.

    Picture this. You’re walking down a freshly groomed trail in winter, it’s a crystal-clear calm night, just below freezing. Your breath dissipates in the air. It smells like Christmas and it reminds you of exactly that. It reminds you of… more ›

  • Night Driving.

    My absolute favorite thing to do. Just some good music, a cup of apple cider, and the open road. Here’s some pics from tonight. Love, M. SOUNDTRACK: Night Driving – Thrice more ›

  • Here is okay.

    You ever sit back and wonder “What the hell am I doing here?” Here is okay. 6ft above the sod is okay. M. more ›

  • My Northern Light

    I’m very excited to say that for the past few weeks my work has been shown on a much larger scale – GE Canada has sponsored #mynorthernlight, a tumblr blog that aims to spark conversation between northern and southern residents… more ›

  • The Ocean’s Soul

    The mist lingered on top of the water for 15 minutes longer today. He took another sip of coffee and rocked slowly in his chair on the front deck of the cottage they once coined their poets nest. He thinks… more ›

  • A Warm (-25’c) Day in Labrador

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  • Breaking Bread.

    The sunlight tangoed across the dusty dashboard. Her fingers tapped to the tune of “Crazy,” by Patsy Cline. “No one sings it quite like you Patsy,” she said aloud to no one in particular. Her window was down, the dirty… more ›

  • There Were No Edges.

    No one could find the edge of her heart – truth is, there were no edges. The love she had for everyone and everything was infinite.. and it was reciprocated. I don’t know of anyone who wasn’t in awe of her – just… more ›