The urge to sort, store and build with stones seems to be timeless. This morning when I was walking over to Gills, I spotted a stone construction on the cobble beach. At first I thought it was built as a fire pit, but there were no remains of the fire, so then I sttod and wondered why on earth all this effort was expended for no apparent purpose. The structure was not large enough to protect a person from the wind, although, goodness knows the wind blows hard from the sea, but there it was, about three feet high and three feet across, with the stones stacked one on top other to form a real like wall. The surfers use that part of the shore to access the water, and I bet they were planning ahead, to one day, when the surf was up and the wind blowing hard, a fire would be built on the shore to protect the fire from the raging wind. At least, that was the only thing that made sense to me. Or maybe, if rocks are in front of you, a normal person will build a wall.
Today is the kind of day that you would buy a house in Nova Scotia. It is perfect. Of course, in town, everyone will be complaining about the heat. We just smile and agree with them, but really, they do not know anything about real heat. The same is true with traffic. We just smile and agree when they get to complaining about the traffic congestion.
City people buy a house in the country or in a small town because they want to get away from the congestion. They also want a pleasant safe environment free of pollution. Shortly after they move in, they begin to ask for all the amenities they had in the city, and they soon start voting for all the changes that will change the texture of the small town. It is very difficult to resist. My friend Mary told me of the changes in their little sleepy town in Delaware. The towns people voted to keep it simple and quiet, but the city people moved and retired there, and soon changed the plan. Now it is a bustling crowded big town, not exactly what they moved for, but exactly what they got after they voted for all the changes. It is very interesting. Last night we had dinner with friends who bought a house in town two years ago. They are from a major Canadian city and come to Liverpool about ten weeks a year. By the end of the evening, they were making suggestions about what needs to be in place in Liverpool, in order for it to thrive. What they do not seem to understand is that if all those changes are to occur, the town will be changed beyond recognition, and will no long have the same charm of today. They are very nice and well meaning people, and I kept my mouth shut about my response. But one day I will raise the issue again. The city folks who have moved here part time, should be very careful to tell the locals how to run their show. The town is charming and works very well for all the good folks who live there. Let them decide, not me.
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