August 24, 2008. Western Head, N.S. Driving.

The day was beautiful. Ken was going fishing for a few hours with Vinal. I was intending to stay at home and read, and perhaps go to the grocery store, but Mary call to see if we wanted to go with them over to the Annapolis Valley for lunch. Of course I said yes, and what a lovely drive we had. Walt drove the cat, while Mary and I chatted. We drove across the province to Annapolis Royal on Highway 8. Now Walt does not drive too fast, so we got to see the scenery, and of course, they know a lot more about the communities than I do, so I learned a lot. In Annapolis Royal we walked around town a bit, looked up several of their favorite were closed for lunch, looked over the open market of crafts and baked goods and finally ate lunch in a pub. The food was delicious. We drove on Highway 1 toward Wolfville, looking at all the charming little towns along the way. This side of the province is predominantly farming, so we stopped at a farm outlet for vegetables. Of course we ate an ice cream cone too. Then back to Highway 10 to Bridgewater and home.

After Mary bought all those vegetables, she invited us for dinner. With the magic of cell phones, I was able to catch Ken on his way home from fishing. After a quick shower at homw, he joined us at the MacDonalds home for dinner, and what a wonderful dinner we had. Fresh field tomatoes and cucumbers for salad, steak, mashed potatoes, beans, fresh corn, sauteed mushrooms for dinner and fresh blueberries and whipped cream for dessert. This was not a dinner, said I. It was a feast. It was a lovely day in the country, driving from one place to another with no regard to task. The homes here are very well kept, with an abundance of flowers everywhere. It must be the short growing season, but folks here pau a lot attention to their gardens. I loved seeing them all today.