Detour to Vinland
What in this bleak and cold landscape, with its buffeting winds and lack of topsoil, seemed attractive to the Vikings?
Category Archives: plein air painting
The night ferry
Why does the moose cross the road? Sometimes the answer is not pretty.
Île d’Orléans autumn day
As much of a sucker’s game as feudalism is, it persisted in New France for centuries. Go figure.
Ces vaches-les sont mes vaches
Note: although this was posted yesterday, it failed to show up in the BDN queue or send to subscribers. I’m sorry if you’ve already read it from its link on FB. Today’s post will (hopefully) go out in an hour.
Algonquin mystery
How did Tom Thomson die? A century later, the facts are limited but the mystery endures.
Intimations of home
I know Canada Geese. Sir, you’re no Canada goose I ever saw.
Heart of the Continent
Virtually everyone on our continent is a southerner. Furthermore, most have not ventured north of the true Mason-Dixon Line, which is the 49th Parallel.
Painting yesterday’s landscape
This rancher owns all 220 building lots of a Saskatchewan ghost town.
I’m not lost
I just don’t know exactly where I am.
My life as a boulder
After a few shots, I realized that she wanted me to continue painting stonily away while she cavorted around me making victory signs, as if I were a rock or a sign that read “Welcome to Moraine Lake.”
