Neil Young (from a New York Times article written by David Carr- Neil Young comes Clean).
I love great quotes and this one spoke to me. As one who doesn't 'idle' well, it is nice to think that there may be something garnered from time spent 'on my way there' or 'on my way from there'.
A girl can dream!
In the meantime, Newfoundland and Labrador certainly has lots to offer to get the creative juices flowing, whether you are coming or going.
It is the geographical equivalent of the troubled relationship that provides a songwriter with so much fodder.
The one that is parched and turbulent, and only very occasionally peppered with sweetness.
The one your Mamma warned you about.
All of the geographical challenges here make for a very evocative environment. It's hard not to think of your ancestors, and wonder how they managed to squeeze some sustenance out of this rock. And its hard not to do something creative to help express the awe: sing, write, photograph. Something. Anything. Because you know darn well if you had to do the squeezing you would perish pretty quickly.
There are daily reminders of parched and turbulent: stunted trees, soil-stripped bedrock, copious winds, pea-soup fog.
And then, every now and again, there is a bit of sweetness. In the form of a whale. Or the Northern Lights. Or an iceberg.
And you are suddenly glad you didn't listen to your Mamma's warnings after all.