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Days 14/15 … GEZELLIG

Days 14/15 … GEZELLIG

Do you know that if you plan on digging clams, your chances of finding them improve at low tide–just as the tide starts to turn? And here’s a tidbit for you to chew on: clams are spooked by thunder and lightning. Yup. It’s true. So you’ll likely not have much luck digging a mess of […]

Day 13 … Cemetery insights

Day 13 … Cemetery insights

As Barrie and I stroll towards the Ritchie Memorial Chapel at Yarmouth Mountain Cemetery, the bells peal six times. I’m somewhat relieved, as I thought we were late for our 6 p.m. meeting with John Wainwright. After the usual hellos, John asks how long a tour we want. Assuming that cemeteries are about as exciting […]

Addendum

Addendum

  While chatting with Nancy Hood enroute to Riley’s Cove yesterday, the subject of waterfalls came up. I told her how Barrie and I would be trying to find “la montagne” later in the day.  Nancy said, “Get in touch with René Belliveau. He has a waterfall close to where he lives.” I hadn’t seen René […]

Day 10 … Rockhounding

Day 10 … Rockhounding

There are rocks … and there are rocks. Although I don’t own any jewellery made of Nova Scotia agate, I’ve long been a fan of the exquisite pendants and rings that John Hood creates (Scotia Gems) and always wondered where he found the rocks to cut and polish. So I invited myself and Barrie on […]

Day 12 … Two kinds of heaven

Day 12 … Two kinds of heaven

It’s been said that wilderness is not a luxury but a necessity of the human spirit. If this is true, perhaps it’s because places in the wilderness provides that other-worldly feeling we sometimes refer to as “heavenly.” I know that word is clichéd, but Birchdale is such a place. And, although I’ve been there many […]

Day 11 … Beans & Gospel music

Day 11 … Beans & Gospel music

  Plans went amok for day 11 so I went into high gear looking for a Plan B. Didn’t have to go far. The Events section of the Vanguard listed a couple of things that sparked my interest, starting with a bean supper at the Pembroke Community Hall. Barrie nodded his approval and we set […]

Day 9 … Anyone for tea?

Day 9 … Anyone for tea?

I can count on one hand the number of times in living memory that I’ve worn a dress; and can count on one finger the number of times I’ve worn a hat (a borrowed one at that.) The hat came from Susie Sweeney’s fine collection, and I wore it when Susie, Helen Hall and I […]

Day 7/8 … McNutt’s Island

Day 7/8 … McNutt’s Island

Joan d’Entremont and I are standing at the top of large cement walkway, which encompasses a huge cannon-like gun several feet below.  It’s the most bizarre thing I’ve ever seen that’s not in a museum. Even stranger is the fact that it’s in the middle of nowhere, on McNutt’s Island, a relatively small hunk of […]

Days 5/6 Psycho … con’t

Days 5/6  Psycho … con’t

Ever  wonder where I found the photos of the two trucks that I used as the header for TJP? These are two old geezers parked in Neil Duncanson’s lot. He’s my closest neighbour—“up the road” about 1 km from our place. One day I asked Neil if I could take a photo for my web […]

Days 5/6 … Psycho

Days 5/6 … Psycho

No, Sandra’s not “gone psycho” (although a couple family members may beg to differ.) Psychogeography is a new term for me. I’ve read many definitions –some coherent; some not–but the one I like the best is by Merlin Coverly, a chap who wrote a book on the topic. He says, “Psychogeography seeks to overcome the […]

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