a stranger in our midst

While enjoying the fine weather, I heard the unmistakable call of a southern songbird. The elusive fellow sat on a rock long enough for a blurry portrait. Sparrow!

What are you doing here? Though I haven't lived in the north long, this is the first time I've heard it's distinctive call.

Kamik looking devilishly wolfish. We're on edgy terms since she has been behaving badly. I cannot fault her behaviour too much, since she's had to deal with the neighbour who decided to stone her while I was at work one afternoon. She definitely isn't timid. Alan sorted things out.


Wet feet are worth the time out on the squishy tundra, Kamik had a good run, finding pools of water and scraps of bone while Alan and I, ever in awe, took in the vistas.

I will never tire of the big land, and sky.

Always glad to find a new treasure, we came across this tiny plant on our hike. It's blossoms no bigger than my pinky fingernail but grows in a thick cluster.
If anyone can identify this plant, please let me know, it is a low growing early bloomer.

very exciting day!

The artwork of Kenojuak Ashevak.


Kenojuak Ashevak opened her exhibit in Iqaluit today, I was very excited to have the opportunity to meet her. She is a tiny bit of a woman with a bigger than life talent. The owl above is probably her most recognizable work. She often portrays birds; owl(oopik), goose (kanguk), and raven (tulugak). Her simple portrayal of tulugak (middle) captures his confidence and proud attitude.

Wee blossoms dot the landscape, sharing the sun with the snow and ice.
I was fascinated by the way these large pieces of ice crystallized and fall away like the hair of a mythical goddess.

We did toss our lines into the raging river but to no avail. The ice below the fast moving current continually snagged our lures and most certainly kept the fish out of reach!