Commissioned by the Hot Earth Ensemble (great name!) for Muses & Minstrels: A Festival of Early Performing Arts (A Cupids 400 Marquis Event). The clue to it all is in that final phrase a festival for the 400th anniversary of the 1610 founding of Cupids in Newfoundland. This was Britain’s first attempt at a colony in the "New World", and the place where the first British "North American" was born. It was a different time then, when savage quotation marks lurked everywhere, ready to surround you and choke the life out of you. My text follows the true story: how, led by John Guy, the settlers were spoiled by an unusually mild first winter that left them unprepared for the howler that followed, how they couldn't grow enough grain to keep their animals alive, how they couldn't hold on to their colony, but how they did see the symbolic birth of that first child. Since the piece was for a Festival of Early Performing Arts, I began it with a pes between two low voices, a fine old tradition. Vocal lines modeled on the old fiddle tune "Wee Weaver" turn into the texture of a madrigal and then weave back. The soundfile is from the premiere, sung by Innismara and recorded by the CBC.