In late May, Vilis and I spent six days based in Anchorage, on Alaska’s southwest coast. As our jet approached the city, gaps in cloud revealed range after range of snow-capped peaks and snow-st...
This morning, the early March sky is nearly as white as the snow blanketing our yard. The air is still, damp, cool. Thin, nearly invisible rain falls in streaks, leaving droplets of moisture suspend...
Newfoundland’s Northern Peninsula points northeast toward Greenland like the index finger of an otherwise clenched fist. Vilis and I spent three days exploring it at the end of last June, drivin...
Last Friday, I met with Donna Morrissey, Canadian author of a quartet of novels set in Newfoundland, where she grew up and lived for many years, although she now resides in Halifax. We discussed a pie...