Colour of Outdoors by Mandy Ford

  • Complicated

    People are complicated. M. more ›

  • Ninety per cent.

    Maybe we drown. Maybe we live. Our lives are always underwater. When every envelope is meant to be pushed. Punished. You’re wearing your green dress now, Inviting me in… Keeping me safe. Swallowing me whole. It’s after three and I… more ›

  • Appearing online.

    Maybe we drown. Maybe we live. I’m always kind of on fire. There’s something inside that wants out. Something that eats away at the necessary parts- Something that buries itself inside the darker corners. I don’t know if it will… more ›

  • Notes

    Sometimes I forget how to write – the physical mechanics of it. I’m so used to tapping fingers. I can remember when I thought I’d never learn how to type without looking at the keyboard. I still have to look… more ›

  • Melt

    One of my most prized possessions is a letter written to me by author Kevin Major from when I was in high school.  I’ve kept it safely tucked away for years, and now it’s framed on my wall. Mr. Major visited our… more ›

  • Rainbow feather

    Literally.   more ›

  • Square photos

    So I gave up Instagram and deactivated my account a while back. And then recently, surprise, I got it back again. I think I just enjoy the simplicity of it. Anyways, I don’t have any followers nor am I following… more ›

  • Easter weekend: gallery

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  • I need your help; a Facebook love story.

    I have a very important task for you, fellow bloggers and blog readers. I’m from a small community on the Labrador coast called St. Lewis. And though you most definitely have not heard of it, this little town has been… more ›

  • Otherside

    Title totally inspired by the song that I’ve been singing all day – Otherside, Red Hot Chili Peppers. Here’s some snaps from this weekends road trip to St. Lewis. M. more ›