Feeling rather proud today that my awesome little blog is turning four! 🙂 I honestly did not think that I’d make it four years; truthfully, I figured I wouldn’t last a couple months. But I’m very proud that I’ve gotten this far and I have no plans in stopping. This blog has brought me so many great opportunities (like this one) and sharing my photography with you, as well as my writing, is something I’m quite proud of.
Here’s to another four years!
My favorite post to date:
The most popular post to date
Most ‘liked’ post to date
South coast road
Me and Marcus at North West River beach
Moose on the side of the road going toward North West River
Marcus at North West River beach
Sunday Hill lookout
That would be me!
This is being written from my childhood bedroom in St. Lewis. Yep, you guessed it, I’m home for Christmas. It’s not as Christmassy here as it is in Goose Bay, we’ve had a nice bit of rain, and it’s still raining. But honestly, a white Christmas is not that important anymore. I’ve come to realize that none of it really matters as long as you’re with your family.
It’s been a while since I posted anything. I’ve been busy (go figure, so is everybody!) at work, and busy packing up. I moved, again! I’m seriously going to refer to myself as a nomad now. I’m still in Goose Bay, just in a different part of town. My favorite part of town.
My contract was also extended so I’ll be here until at least May month. There’s so much planned, it’s somewhat overwhelming, but totally exciting. There are many opportunities to be had, I’m going to enjoy the ride.
You know what’s funny though? The change in writing style. I do some technical writing at work along with my other social media/photo/video work and the difference in style seriously makes me lol. You go through grade school writing one way, just making sure you spell things correctly. Then you move into high school and make sure you understand the concept of irony and where to place your commas. Then it’s off to college – particularly journalism school – and suddenly everything changes! You’ve got the Canadian Press after ya. And then, then you get into the ‘real world’, which if you’re into PR means a lot of political rhetoric – a lot of – ‘a good time was had by all’. Et cetera.
<I’m aware that there are a lot of errors in that last paragraph>
It’s just silly, really. But it’s all a learning experience! and I love to learn.
Anyway! It’s Christmastime, and I’m home, and my family is safe and happy, and healthy. And really, that’s all that matters.
Merry Christmas all. Love from blogland.
Well, that’s a little harsh. I had to get a couple of rounds of blood work done today and I have a few bruises. I made it sound like a nightmare, which it wasn’t because I have no fear of needles (thus the ever expanding tattoo collection).
I think (know) that I may have been misleading about this whole 365 project I have undertaken. Truth is, most days my mind just draws a complete blank and I’m thankful to just be getting through it. I also know that I sound like a drama queen most of the time, which I confess, I can be. However, I think I’m going to change my platform of ideas about this blog, and not look at it as a 365 blunder, but as a simple picture-story complex. No deadlines, just freedom of creativity.
In other news, the stress level has been slowly declining. I still have a few things to get out of the way, but the outlook is good for moving. We’re going to be spending a week between my parents house and Aaron’s grandparents house on the South Coast. I have a wedding to shoot on the 21st and then we set sail for Stephenville on the 22nd. I have to admit, I’m pretty excited about the week from the 15-21, it can’t come fast enough.
Well I feel as if I’ve blabbed on enough so here’s a couple pictures I took this evening of some wildflowers down by the Churchill River causeway, as well as a float plane down by the dock.