No Jack Attack this Monday. Instead, I’m going to share some pictures from a recent cold-but-lovely day. And I mean cold– a Canadian Botox kind of day. Face frozen.
But you all can just enjoy some pictures of Newfoundland in winter from the comfort of your own… Wherever you are. Yay!
Slob ice: (n) A floating mass of slushy or broken ice.
Our local-ish shipwreck:
More broken ice. This also happens to our roads every winter…
^Yes, that does appear to be part of a dock escaping on the ice, doesn’t it? Just like Buddy the Elf going to New York City. Aww.
And just so you don’t think it’s grey and depressing here every day, this was a few days earlier. Much bluer!