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I know you’ve missed pictures of icebergs
Proving (yet again) that I'm pretty bankrupt on content, I thought I'd throw these older photos out for consideration. I had some slides out this past week and discovered a partial tray of photos I took the first year I was here. Serendipitously at the same time I found the transparency adapters for my scanner.…
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See what I mean
This picture was taken just fifteen minutes after the last post's photo.
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Sharing the sunrise
Perhaps something lighter this morning, something other than war, suicide and rants. Here is a glimpse at the sunrise this morning. It continues to glow and change and one could be out all morning with the camera. But here is a brief moment in it.
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Into the Fray – The 16th Canadian Scottish and their final battle
This post was intended to be posted yesterday the 90th anniversary of the final battle of the 16th Battalion in the Great War, but it wasn't finished, thanks to another, um, project. It was the end of September 1918 and the 16th Canadian Scottish was preparing to do battle yet again. The final push of…
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Apparently I live in a place without a purpose.
I've really something else I should be writing. I've got a post planned today on a historical anniversary. But if I don't write a rebuttal to a post that's appeared in the Northern blogosphere my head will explode. I'm not going to link to the post, it really isn't deserving of any sort of exposure.…
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New blogs
Its that time of year again where a fresh crop of Nunavut blogs appear (thanks in part to new people arriving in Nunavut to work as teachers and what not). I've added several that I've found to both Nunavut Blogs! and to my sidebar. If you know of others let me know.
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And again…
We were awakened this morning to news of yet another suicide here in town. A young man, common-law to one of Leah's cousins, shot himself. I don't have much to add apart from what I wrote at Chris' death a very short while ago. Except for this. I sat down this morning and without taxing…
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An unkindness?
I heard them the moment I stepped out of the House. Ravens, reveling in the wind, or each other, or whatever it is that Ravens revel in. I looked up to the peak of the House to see four of them, an unkindness of Ravens, playing. They jostled for the edge of the roof's peak,…
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I Love The Arctic
I love the icebergs I love that no trees growI love the ravensI love the cold and snow I love the Arctic Its such a brilliant place. Boom dli ata Boom dli ata If you haven't had the opportunity to catch the catchy Discovery Channel ad, you can head over to Townie Bastard. I'd imbed…
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A tisket, a tasket
A recent reader of the House sent me an email recently looking for help from Nunavumiut. She's currently in the end stages of an Art project, making baskets from scrap fabrics gleaned from every province and territory, in the provincial/territorial colours of each territory. I've copied her request here below the fold so you can…
