Colour of Outdoors by Mandy Ford

  • aiming for minimalist

    It might have to do with my already overcrowded mind, but when I walk in to a room that looks like this, I feel way more at ease than if I walked into a room like this. Don’t get me… more ›

  • my dad the harbour father

    While my Dad may have only had one child, I think others would agree that he has helped raise many. Out in the shed my Dad sees visitors of all ages every time someone sees that the door is open… more ›

  • Niko

    Ten days ago, on May 18, we added another member to our family. Little Niko (formerly Striker) came from Newfoundland by plane to us. We adopted him from the Gander SPCA. Since we lost Grace on April 6, Kane has… more ›

  • my golden girl

    On Thursday, April 6, 2023 we made the extremely difficult decision of saying goodbye to you. To those outside of our household, you appeared almost your usual self. I spent night after night awake with you, rubbing your back and… more ›

  • measured

    I can see you. You are sitting on the same rock as I did when I lived at home. Your deep black hair floating in the wind. I see the tears too, they’re the same bitter salt as mine were.… more ›

  • About Grace

    February was really a mixed bag of emotions. I had a wonderful Valentine’s Day with Jeffrey, and I’m making good strides in my journey to a healthier self. The thing that dominated this month, however, was my trip to the… more ›

  • The 37th Year

    It’s 2023, and I’m now 37 years old. I find it hard to wrap my head around it – I don’t know what my expectations were exactly for what life would be like at 37, but I do know that… more ›

  • mid-december

    I guess it’s technically past the middle of December. It’s hard to believe that Christmas is next weekend, that snuck up pretty fast. I’m ready though, the presents are bought, the plan is set, and I have just three days… more ›

  • unremarkable November

    That might sound kinda negative when you first read it, but truthfully, I couldn’t be more happy about it. For some reason, as time went on, November’s have always been a little weird for me. They were often sad and… more ›

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