Clark
@kelake.bsky.social
In a small town on Prince Edward Island, I spend my days creating stories for children and their families.
Christmas flavour in Sackville
November 15, 2025 at 4:48 PM
Christmas flavour in Sackville
Quick walk through the woods this morning before another long day of work.
November 9, 2025 at 3:16 PM
Quick walk through the woods this morning before another long day of work.
Lovely blue sky. So few sunny days of late, i had to take a moment to walk through the woods.
November 5, 2025 at 8:52 PM
Lovely blue sky. So few sunny days of late, i had to take a moment to walk through the woods.
I sometimes forget to look up.
October 24, 2025 at 10:07 AM
I sometimes forget to look up.
Not as cold as I feared—or I’m acclimating. The ducks are conversational this morning, safe here. I prefer their murmurs to the crows’ accusations. A big dog barking somewhere—poor dog, bad owners. Even at 5 am, the roads aren’t empty.
October 15, 2025 at 8:36 AM
Not as cold as I feared—or I’m acclimating. The ducks are conversational this morning, safe here. I prefer their murmurs to the crows’ accusations. A big dog barking somewhere—poor dog, bad owners. Even at 5 am, the roads aren’t empty.
It's cold. Trying to be prepared. Thermos for coffee, hat for head. The birds have gone—only crows now, and shrieking gulls. A family of squirrels argues in the trees. One races the branches above me, frantic. Soon we'll hold our breath until spring, hoping everything that left comes back. #coffee
October 13, 2025 at 12:09 PM
It's cold. Trying to be prepared. Thermos for coffee, hat for head. The birds have gone—only crows now, and shrieking gulls. A family of squirrels argues in the trees. One races the branches above me, frantic. Soon we'll hold our breath until spring, hoping everything that left comes back. #coffee
Went for a short walk last night after an early thanksgiving dinner.
October 12, 2025 at 11:38 AM
Went for a short walk last night after an early thanksgiving dinner.
Just about my favourite meal.
October 11, 2025 at 2:37 PM
Just about my favourite meal.
If the coffee doesn't wake me the cold air certainly will. I love the color of this season but miss the warmth of summer.
October 11, 2025 at 10:33 AM
If the coffee doesn't wake me the cold air certainly will. I love the color of this season but miss the warmth of summer.
Breakfast in 2017. I was training for a marathon then and could never get enough protein.
October 9, 2025 at 9:24 AM
Breakfast in 2017. I was training for a marathon then and could never get enough protein.
Almost-full Harvest “supermoon” setting just before sunrise over the Montague river.
October 6, 2025 at 9:07 AM
Almost-full Harvest “supermoon” setting just before sunrise over the Montague river.
I love sleep but don’t love sleeping—too few sunrises left, and I want to witness them all.
Sitting, drinking coffee that tastes of strawberry and chocolate under a beautiful clear blue sky, sun on my face. Crows caw in the distance. Cars disturb the peace.
Sitting, drinking coffee that tastes of strawberry and chocolate under a beautiful clear blue sky, sun on my face. Crows caw in the distance. Cars disturb the peace.
October 4, 2025 at 11:33 AM
I love sleep but don’t love sleeping—too few sunrises left, and I want to witness them all.
Sitting, drinking coffee that tastes of strawberry and chocolate under a beautiful clear blue sky, sun on my face. Crows caw in the distance. Cars disturb the peace.
Sitting, drinking coffee that tastes of strawberry and chocolate under a beautiful clear blue sky, sun on my face. Crows caw in the distance. Cars disturb the peace.
My lunch 9 years ago. I record the oddest things.
October 2, 2025 at 9:38 AM
My lunch 9 years ago. I record the oddest things.
Stars shine in a clear sky. Cars multiply, their headlights bright as suns, trying to compete.
The only others awake at this hour: ducks and schoolteachers starting their day. A dog cries in the distance. Raccoons scurry through bushes.
Coffee grows cold.
The only others awake at this hour: ducks and schoolteachers starting their day. A dog cries in the distance. Raccoons scurry through bushes.
Coffee grows cold.
October 1, 2025 at 9:11 AM
Stars shine in a clear sky. Cars multiply, their headlights bright as suns, trying to compete.
The only others awake at this hour: ducks and schoolteachers starting their day. A dog cries in the distance. Raccoons scurry through bushes.
Coffee grows cold.
The only others awake at this hour: ducks and schoolteachers starting their day. A dog cries in the distance. Raccoons scurry through bushes.
Coffee grows cold.
Beautiful morning. Made more beautiful by a great sleep.
September 27, 2025 at 11:13 AM
Beautiful morning. Made more beautiful by a great sleep.
My morning coffee buddy isn’t much of a conversationalist. That’s ok. I don’t talk much in the morning either.
September 23, 2025 at 9:27 AM
My morning coffee buddy isn’t much of a conversationalist. That’s ok. I don’t talk much in the morning either.
A visitor for coffee.
September 21, 2025 at 11:03 AM
A visitor for coffee.
Beautiful clear sky this morning - wish I had been out earlier to see it before the started to brighten the sky.
September 18, 2025 at 9:23 AM
Beautiful clear sky this morning - wish I had been out earlier to see it before the started to brighten the sky.
I don’t want to stop sitting here by the river, morning coffee warming my hands, but the shivering isn’t how I want to wake up. This is time for mental health, not physical endurance—that comes later.
When is spring?
When is spring?
September 17, 2025 at 9:25 AM
I don’t want to stop sitting here by the river, morning coffee warming my hands, but the shivering isn’t how I want to wake up. This is time for mental health, not physical endurance—that comes later.
When is spring?
When is spring?
Such a beautiful day. Taking a moment to enjoy the warmth of the sun before I start work again.
September 14, 2025 at 3:59 PM
Such a beautiful day. Taking a moment to enjoy the warmth of the sun before I start work again.
Chitters, chirps, screeches. So many new sounds this morning as birds gather before their journey south. At least, I think that’s why there are so many—I know nothing of birds.
September 14, 2025 at 10:53 AM
Chitters, chirps, screeches. So many new sounds this morning as birds gather before their journey south. At least, I think that’s why there are so many—I know nothing of birds.
Gray Saturday morning.
A team of geese and murder of crows sweep in like the sky saying hello, then vanish just as quickly. The crows off annoying someone else now.
One crow remains, watching me. If I had food, would it come closer? Two creatures of habit in the quiet before our day begins.
A team of geese and murder of crows sweep in like the sky saying hello, then vanish just as quickly. The crows off annoying someone else now.
One crow remains, watching me. If I had food, would it come closer? Two creatures of habit in the quiet before our day begins.
September 13, 2025 at 10:48 AM
Gray Saturday morning.
A team of geese and murder of crows sweep in like the sky saying hello, then vanish just as quickly. The crows off annoying someone else now.
One crow remains, watching me. If I had food, would it come closer? Two creatures of habit in the quiet before our day begins.
A team of geese and murder of crows sweep in like the sky saying hello, then vanish just as quickly. The crows off annoying someone else now.
One crow remains, watching me. If I had food, would it come closer? Two creatures of habit in the quiet before our day begins.
Gentle breeze this morning bringing crisp cool air. No cars. No birds. No bugs. Just me, my coffee and the distant lights.
September 12, 2025 at 8:45 AM
Gentle breeze this morning bringing crisp cool air. No cars. No birds. No bugs. Just me, my coffee and the distant lights.