Steve Skafte
@steveskafte.bsky.social
Ardent explorer of misplaced memories. Uninterrupted daily journal since 2007. These are excerpts from the full posts on Instagram, Facebook, Patreon, and Substack.
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FAINT WHISPER —— Watching while the St. Croix Cove Falls turns to ice is a pleasure each winter. Since I first tripped down here all those years ago, I've regularly return... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 7, 2025
St. Croix Cove, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6601 of my daily journal.
December 7, 2025
St. Croix Cove, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6601 of my daily journal.
December 9, 2025 at 10:15 PM
FAINT WHISPER —— Watching while the St. Croix Cove Falls turns to ice is a pleasure each winter. Since I first tripped down here all those years ago, I've regularly return... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 7, 2025
St. Croix Cove, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6601 of my daily journal.
December 7, 2025
St. Croix Cove, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6601 of my daily journal.
TO ANOTHER —— Couldn't quite leap across the rushing water and icy rocks, so I took a ride on this fallen tree. It's sure come in handy since tumbling to the hollow four or... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 7, 2025
St. Croix Cove, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6601 of my daily journal.
December 7, 2025
St. Croix Cove, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6601 of my daily journal.
December 9, 2025 at 10:14 PM
TO ANOTHER —— Couldn't quite leap across the rushing water and icy rocks, so I took a ride on this fallen tree. It's sure come in handy since tumbling to the hollow four or... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 7, 2025
St. Croix Cove, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6601 of my daily journal.
December 7, 2025
St. Croix Cove, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6601 of my daily journal.
LONG GONE NOW —— I grew up on Clarence Road, in an unheard-of community called Beaconsfield, in the shadow of North Mountain, Nova Scotia — barely tall enough by any... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 6, 2025
Beaconsfield, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6600 of my daily journal.
December 6, 2025
Beaconsfield, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6600 of my daily journal.
December 8, 2025 at 10:07 PM
LONG GONE NOW —— I grew up on Clarence Road, in an unheard-of community called Beaconsfield, in the shadow of North Mountain, Nova Scotia — barely tall enough by any... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 6, 2025
Beaconsfield, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6600 of my daily journal.
December 6, 2025
Beaconsfield, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6600 of my daily journal.
JOYS ARE OBVIOUS —— The first fully winter day always shakes me up, when the temperature is finally well below freezing, and everything seems to sting a little. Conceptually... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 5, 2025
Round Hill, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6599 of my daily journal.
December 5, 2025
Round Hill, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6599 of my daily journal.
December 7, 2025 at 10:06 PM
JOYS ARE OBVIOUS —— The first fully winter day always shakes me up, when the temperature is finally well below freezing, and everything seems to sting a little. Conceptually... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 5, 2025
Round Hill, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6599 of my daily journal.
December 5, 2025
Round Hill, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6599 of my daily journal.
CONCEPT OF OTHERS —— If you ask someone to define solitude, they'd probably say it's simply any time alone. But when you're at home by yourself, killing time with constant... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 5, 2025
Round Hill, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6599 of my daily journal.
December 5, 2025
Round Hill, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6599 of my daily journal.
December 7, 2025 at 10:05 PM
CONCEPT OF OTHERS —— If you ask someone to define solitude, they'd probably say it's simply any time alone. But when you're at home by yourself, killing time with constant... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 5, 2025
Round Hill, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6599 of my daily journal.
December 5, 2025
Round Hill, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6599 of my daily journal.
LESSON IN MORE —— A vast array of adventures begin like this. Driving down some dirt back road, over an aging wooden bridge, then finding a place to pull over and scramble to... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 4, 2025
Mount Hanley, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6598 of my daily journal.
December 4, 2025
Mount Hanley, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6598 of my daily journal.
December 6, 2025 at 10:11 PM
LESSON IN MORE —— A vast array of adventures begin like this. Driving down some dirt back road, over an aging wooden bridge, then finding a place to pull over and scramble to... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 4, 2025
Mount Hanley, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6598 of my daily journal.
December 4, 2025
Mount Hanley, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6598 of my daily journal.
SIGNS OF PROGRESS —— Plenty of artistic types get described as "born artists". But I disregard the concept that humans are born anything. It stinks of notions like destiny... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 4, 2025
Mount Hanley, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6598 of my daily journal.
December 4, 2025
Mount Hanley, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6598 of my daily journal.
December 6, 2025 at 10:10 PM
SIGNS OF PROGRESS —— Plenty of artistic types get described as "born artists". But I disregard the concept that humans are born anything. It stinks of notions like destiny... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 4, 2025
Mount Hanley, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6598 of my daily journal.
December 4, 2025
Mount Hanley, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6598 of my daily journal.
KIND OF VEIL —— The almost awareness of something through the trees is what I love most about late autumn. Bare branches in their millions are such a glorious noise, like... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 3, 2025
Nictaux Falls, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6597 of my daily journal.
December 3, 2025
Nictaux Falls, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6597 of my daily journal.
December 5, 2025 at 10:07 PM
KIND OF VEIL —— The almost awareness of something through the trees is what I love most about late autumn. Bare branches in their millions are such a glorious noise, like... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 3, 2025
Nictaux Falls, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6597 of my daily journal.
December 3, 2025
Nictaux Falls, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6597 of my daily journal.
THE ACCEPTANCE —— All my life, I've counted myself among the doubters. That might seem strange to say, as someone whose passions have long been served by holding hope... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 3, 2025
Nictaux Falls, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6597 of my daily journal.
December 3, 2025
Nictaux Falls, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6597 of my daily journal.
December 5, 2025 at 10:05 PM
THE ACCEPTANCE —— All my life, I've counted myself among the doubters. That might seem strange to say, as someone whose passions have long been served by holding hope... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 3, 2025
Nictaux Falls, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6597 of my daily journal.
December 3, 2025
Nictaux Falls, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6597 of my daily journal.
LUCID LOVER
there's a spirit said
but seldom seen
hiking into twilight
like slipping off to sleep
and the world that wakes
looks just like dreams
(waiting on the likes of me)... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 2, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6596 of my daily journal.
there's a spirit said
but seldom seen
hiking into twilight
like slipping off to sleep
and the world that wakes
looks just like dreams
(waiting on the likes of me)... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 2, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6596 of my daily journal.
December 4, 2025 at 10:10 PM
LUCID LOVER
there's a spirit said
but seldom seen
hiking into twilight
like slipping off to sleep
and the world that wakes
looks just like dreams
(waiting on the likes of me)... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 2, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6596 of my daily journal.
there's a spirit said
but seldom seen
hiking into twilight
like slipping off to sleep
and the world that wakes
looks just like dreams
(waiting on the likes of me)... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 2, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6596 of my daily journal.
LOST GIVING LIFE —— If you've ever crawled into a hollow tree, your first surprise is the bases of branches, dead-end origins like a ring around of teeth. Once the core rots... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 2, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6596 of my daily journal.
December 2, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6596 of my daily journal.
December 4, 2025 at 10:09 PM
LOST GIVING LIFE —— If you've ever crawled into a hollow tree, your first surprise is the bases of branches, dead-end origins like a ring around of teeth. Once the core rots... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 2, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6596 of my daily journal.
December 2, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6596 of my daily journal.
WOODS WANTS BACK —— Every evening finds me in the woods these days, on what would've been afternoons just weeks ago. Dark draws nearer all the while, but I still wander in the... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 1, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6595 of my daily journal.
December 1, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6595 of my daily journal.
December 3, 2025 at 10:10 PM
WOODS WANTS BACK —— Every evening finds me in the woods these days, on what would've been afternoons just weeks ago. Dark draws nearer all the while, but I still wander in the... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 1, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6595 of my daily journal.
December 1, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6595 of my daily journal.
SURE WON'T SLEEP —— Nothing is better for the life of a forest than death allowed to happen. Good rot is tough to come by here, with most trees felled first, before nature... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 1, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6595 of my daily journal.
December 1, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6595 of my daily journal.
December 3, 2025 at 10:10 PM
SURE WON'T SLEEP —— Nothing is better for the life of a forest than death allowed to happen. Good rot is tough to come by here, with most trees felled first, before nature... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
December 1, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6595 of my daily journal.
December 1, 2025
Tupperville, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6595 of my daily journal.
Every writer has a list in their head of those who inspired them most. For me, it's all songwriters! If you want to hear what made me want to work with words, check out these playlists. A lot of my heart out there.
YouTube: www.youtube.com/playlist?lis... — Spotify: open.spotify.com/playlist/6Wp...
YouTube: www.youtube.com/playlist?lis... — Spotify: open.spotify.com/playlist/6Wp...
Songwriters Who Shaped Me - YouTube
3 songs each from 78 of my favourite songwriters.
www.youtube.com
December 3, 2025 at 4:06 AM
Every writer has a list in their head of those who inspired them most. For me, it's all songwriters! If you want to hear what made me want to work with words, check out these playlists. A lot of my heart out there.
YouTube: www.youtube.com/playlist?lis... — Spotify: open.spotify.com/playlist/6Wp...
YouTube: www.youtube.com/playlist?lis... — Spotify: open.spotify.com/playlist/6Wp...
FROM APOGEE —— When I was out of the woods a while back summertime, I followed a lot of the cliffside coast. Sea caves set shelter and shade when it seems so tough to come... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 30, 2025
Chipman Brook, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6594 of my daily journal.
November 30, 2025
Chipman Brook, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6594 of my daily journal.
December 2, 2025 at 10:24 PM
FROM APOGEE —— When I was out of the woods a while back summertime, I followed a lot of the cliffside coast. Sea caves set shelter and shade when it seems so tough to come... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 30, 2025
Chipman Brook, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6594 of my daily journal.
November 30, 2025
Chipman Brook, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6594 of my daily journal.
It's such a significant sensation to pull up an older poem, and feel just as connected to it as I did way back when. I wrote this one in 2009, and put it in my very first book: Stray Cat in a Straitjacket (2013). It's still in print — and I'd love to send you a signed copy! etsy.com/shop/SteveSkafte
December 2, 2025 at 3:11 AM
It's such a significant sensation to pull up an older poem, and feel just as connected to it as I did way back when. I wrote this one in 2009, and put it in my very first book: Stray Cat in a Straitjacket (2013). It's still in print — and I'd love to send you a signed copy! etsy.com/shop/SteveSkafte
MOTH AT HEART —— When natural light isn't forthcoming, what's made by humans holds a lot of sway on me. Short days and low sun lets not much cloud conspire to crowd the sky... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 29, 2025
Clarence East, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6593 of my daily journal.
November 29, 2025
Clarence East, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6593 of my daily journal.
December 1, 2025 at 10:04 PM
MOTH AT HEART —— When natural light isn't forthcoming, what's made by humans holds a lot of sway on me. Short days and low sun lets not much cloud conspire to crowd the sky... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 29, 2025
Clarence East, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6593 of my daily journal.
November 29, 2025
Clarence East, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6593 of my daily journal.
IS A LULLABY —— Few things make me happier than flicking droplets off a clothesline in the rain. That resounding resonance sets them in flight, startled birds on a telephone... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 28, 2025
Beaconsfield, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6592 of my daily journal.
November 28, 2025
Beaconsfield, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6592 of my daily journal.
December 1, 2025 at 3:05 AM
IS A LULLABY —— Few things make me happier than flicking droplets off a clothesline in the rain. That resounding resonance sets them in flight, startled birds on a telephone... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 28, 2025
Beaconsfield, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6592 of my daily journal.
November 28, 2025
Beaconsfield, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6592 of my daily journal.
CURIOUS EFFECT —— As someone regularly writing about history, I'm often asked for my opinion on the purpose of my life, or what I want to leave behind. The answer is always... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 28, 2025
Hampton, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6592 of my daily journal.
November 28, 2025
Hampton, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6592 of my daily journal.
December 1, 2025 at 3:04 AM
CURIOUS EFFECT —— As someone regularly writing about history, I'm often asked for my opinion on the purpose of my life, or what I want to leave behind. The answer is always... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 28, 2025
Hampton, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6592 of my daily journal.
November 28, 2025
Hampton, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6592 of my daily journal.
TANGIBLE PAST —— There are approximately 8,076 spikes per kilometre of railroad track, and with the old Central Railway running 85km from Middleton to Bridgewater, that's... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 27, 2025
Nictaux South, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6591 of my daily journal.
November 27, 2025
Nictaux South, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6591 of my daily journal.
November 29, 2025 at 10:14 PM
TANGIBLE PAST —— There are approximately 8,076 spikes per kilometre of railroad track, and with the old Central Railway running 85km from Middleton to Bridgewater, that's... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 27, 2025
Nictaux South, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6591 of my daily journal.
November 27, 2025
Nictaux South, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6591 of my daily journal.
I left my heart
in the hollow below
where you sigh to the silence
and watch the darkness grow
everyone insists on saying
these are devilish details
black as the nightmare... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 27, 2025
Nictaux South, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6591 of my daily journal.
in the hollow below
where you sigh to the silence
and watch the darkness grow
everyone insists on saying
these are devilish details
black as the nightmare... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 27, 2025
Nictaux South, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6591 of my daily journal.
Steve Skafte – Soul Too Soon
YouTube video by Steve Skafte
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November 29, 2025 at 10:13 PM
I left my heart
in the hollow below
where you sigh to the silence
and watch the darkness grow
everyone insists on saying
these are devilish details
black as the nightmare... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 27, 2025
Nictaux South, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6591 of my daily journal.
in the hollow below
where you sigh to the silence
and watch the darkness grow
everyone insists on saying
these are devilish details
black as the nightmare... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 27, 2025
Nictaux South, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6591 of my daily journal.
LOSE A SENSE —— A carpet of fallen needles drenched in the rain, that's a smell beyond compare. Brings up all the most welcome lonesome memories, time alone as a kid as I learn... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 26, 2025
Somerset, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6590 of my daily journal.
November 26, 2025
Somerset, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6590 of my daily journal.
November 28, 2025 at 10:15 PM
LOSE A SENSE —— A carpet of fallen needles drenched in the rain, that's a smell beyond compare. Brings up all the most welcome lonesome memories, time alone as a kid as I learn... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 26, 2025
Somerset, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6590 of my daily journal.
November 26, 2025
Somerset, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6590 of my daily journal.
THE END OF —— I wasn't feeling up to wandering today, but I'm glad I did. A heavy mist made the woods so darkly vibrant, and the smell of autumn's leavings was glorious to... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 26, 2025
Somerset, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6590 of my daily journal.
November 26, 2025
Somerset, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6590 of my daily journal.
November 28, 2025 at 10:15 PM
THE END OF —— I wasn't feeling up to wandering today, but I'm glad I did. A heavy mist made the woods so darkly vibrant, and the smell of autumn's leavings was glorious to... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 26, 2025
Somerset, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6590 of my daily journal.
November 26, 2025
Somerset, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6590 of my daily journal.
KNOWINGLY NEVER —— Maybe your confidence would be shaken on some rural bridge crossing, if you ever descended to see below. The old wooden cribbing wasn't quite the best notion... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 25, 2025
Lansdowne, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6589 of my daily journal.
November 25, 2025
Lansdowne, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6589 of my daily journal.
November 27, 2025 at 10:20 PM
KNOWINGLY NEVER —— Maybe your confidence would be shaken on some rural bridge crossing, if you ever descended to see below. The old wooden cribbing wasn't quite the best notion... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 25, 2025
Lansdowne, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6589 of my daily journal.
November 25, 2025
Lansdowne, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6589 of my daily journal.
ACCEPT NO NOTION —— I've rarely related to the concept of youth. It seemed from the start that the goal was growing old. Didn't the massive trees I climbed as a kid always seem... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 25, 2025
Lansdowne, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6589 of my daily journal.
November 25, 2025
Lansdowne, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6589 of my daily journal.
November 27, 2025 at 10:19 PM
ACCEPT NO NOTION —— I've rarely related to the concept of youth. It seemed from the start that the goal was growing old. Didn't the massive trees I climbed as a kid always seem... [Read More: IG, FB, Patreon, Substack]
November 25, 2025
Lansdowne, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6589 of my daily journal.
November 25, 2025
Lansdowne, Nova Scotia
Year 19, Day 6589 of my daily journal.