It is hot here by the shore. This is the first time we have not felt a cooling breeze, here in Western Head. Today was hot. Ken and I ate dinner outside by the pond, in the shade, the only place comfortable enough to sit. The house was warm and the deck by the sea was in full sun, so we retreated to sitting in the shade beside the pond and enjoyed the warm breeze. It was 89 degrees F. here by the shore. It certainly was a first for us.
Risser's Beach is a beautiful long beach along with a boardwalk right beside the tidal waters. It makes a circle loop for walking. It is also a camp ground and picnic area. Today was probably not a good day to walk for an hour in the middle of the day, but we wore hats and took water so we did fine. Not much wild-life moving at mid-day. It is five or six years since we last walked at Risser's Beach. Lots of people on vacation. The camp grounds were full to over-flowing with the RVs cheek by jowl to each other. It makes us appreciate our privacy and space here by the shore.
For lunch we ate ice cream at Port Medway. Great lunch!!
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
August 30, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Escape.
Saturday night, Tim held a surprise party for his wife Diane. They live along the shore from us. It was a large and very successful party, especially interesting for me because I had not met several of the people who attended. Tim and Diane are from up-state New York and built a home here on the shore to use for the summer, but they loved the community and have managed to emigrate to Canada and now live here full time, now that they are retired. Diane looked so happy to be living here in Nova Scotia, celebrating with all her new friends. I wonder what they will say after their first winter?
The evening was lovely, so Ken and I left early, and escaped to the cottage for the night. It was a wonderful escape. We saw no one and came back home late Sunday afternoon. We spent all day sitting on the deck, me reading and swimming and Ken fishing. Perfect cottage weather.
Sunday evening we had dinner at the home of Connie and Ross. Their home is beautiful and the weather was beautiful. We ate dinner on their large deck, overlooking the shore. Another gorgeous room with a view. I was talking with Connie, around the side of the house on the other large deck and heard a sound like a woodpecker, when I turned to see a Downy Woodpecker, working away at a bird feeder filled with unshelled peanuts. The bird was three feet away from me. Great food and good company at dinner, nine folks in all with one new person, Carol who is a small animal vet in town, Loretta and Butch live here full time and Bill and Camilla spend half of the year here and the rest of the year in Vancouver. Along with Ken and I and Connie and Ross we were a merry group.
An osprey put on display for us when he fished for his dinner, an added bonus to a beautiful setting. Our mini escape set us up for the evening festivities.
The evening was lovely, so Ken and I left early, and escaped to the cottage for the night. It was a wonderful escape. We saw no one and came back home late Sunday afternoon. We spent all day sitting on the deck, me reading and swimming and Ken fishing. Perfect cottage weather.
Sunday evening we had dinner at the home of Connie and Ross. Their home is beautiful and the weather was beautiful. We ate dinner on their large deck, overlooking the shore. Another gorgeous room with a view. I was talking with Connie, around the side of the house on the other large deck and heard a sound like a woodpecker, when I turned to see a Downy Woodpecker, working away at a bird feeder filled with unshelled peanuts. The bird was three feet away from me. Great food and good company at dinner, nine folks in all with one new person, Carol who is a small animal vet in town, Loretta and Butch live here full time and Bill and Camilla spend half of the year here and the rest of the year in Vancouver. Along with Ken and I and Connie and Ross we were a merry group.
An osprey put on display for us when he fished for his dinner, an added bonus to a beautiful setting. Our mini escape set us up for the evening festivities.
August 29, 2010. Western Head, N.S. "Galore"
This is a wonderful book. Michael Crummey is the author. Buy it and read it with pleasure. Newfoundland is the place, and within one small volume you find all about Newfoundland, the past and the problems, all tied together with one family encompassing about one hundred years, ending in 1919. The characters are interesting and outrageous, the myths and stories true and unbelievable, but always interesting. The book is ridiculous and riveting.
Michael Crummey was born and raised and lives in St. John's, NFL. By his picture he looks sixteen, but he actually is a young man with a wife and children. "Galore" is his fifth book. In early August he visited the Port Medway Literary Group, to talk about the book and read some of his works. I would love to have been there and hear how he learned about all these stories. One author who was present asked him what he was writing now, and Michael responded that he was having trouble getting away from "Galore", which is understandable. "After writing a book such "Galore', you may never write another such dramatic book", said the author from the audience. Evidently, everyone laughed, including Michael, but I thought it a terrible comment. Creative people always have the anxiety that the last piece may be the end of their ideas.
For me, I will now read his other works, and hope that he gets over "Galore', and gets on with his next project.
Michael Crummey was born and raised and lives in St. John's, NFL. By his picture he looks sixteen, but he actually is a young man with a wife and children. "Galore" is his fifth book. In early August he visited the Port Medway Literary Group, to talk about the book and read some of his works. I would love to have been there and hear how he learned about all these stories. One author who was present asked him what he was writing now, and Michael responded that he was having trouble getting away from "Galore", which is understandable. "After writing a book such "Galore', you may never write another such dramatic book", said the author from the audience. Evidently, everyone laughed, including Michael, but I thought it a terrible comment. Creative people always have the anxiety that the last piece may be the end of their ideas.
For me, I will now read his other works, and hope that he gets over "Galore', and gets on with his next project.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
August 27, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Anniversaries.
One year on our anniversary we answered phones for the PBS fundraiser in Washington. It was fun, raising money on the T.V. for the local station. Many times in the early years of our marriage we were travelling, so the dates of the month were not noticed. Many years we would return home to Toronto, only to discover that we missed both Ken's birthday and our anniversary. Our habit was to not make a fuss, until our 50TH, when we held a two week party in Nova Scotia.
Yesterday was more normal for the day of our anniversary. From one to four we volunteered at Sea Fest at the Canteen. Ken helped the cook, chopping onions and potatoes and slicing tomatoes, while I took orders and money and served hot dogs and drinks. Nancy L. was helping too. I chose that time slot because I thought the crowds would be sparse and I was right, but it was steady. The rest of the time we talked. We had fun.
In the evening, Mary and Walt took us to Charlotte Lane for dinner to complete our celebration. Walt drove down and Mary, as our designated driver, drove home. We ate and drank and celebrated especially because Mary was using a gift certificate. We came within 7 Dollars of the amount of the gift. It was a lovely evening with wonderful food and good conversation with friends, in other words, an evening to remember.
Yesterday was more normal for the day of our anniversary. From one to four we volunteered at Sea Fest at the Canteen. Ken helped the cook, chopping onions and potatoes and slicing tomatoes, while I took orders and money and served hot dogs and drinks. Nancy L. was helping too. I chose that time slot because I thought the crowds would be sparse and I was right, but it was steady. The rest of the time we talked. We had fun.
In the evening, Mary and Walt took us to Charlotte Lane for dinner to complete our celebration. Walt drove down and Mary, as our designated driver, drove home. We ate and drank and celebrated especially because Mary was using a gift certificate. We came within 7 Dollars of the amount of the gift. It was a lovely evening with wonderful food and good conversation with friends, in other words, an evening to remember.
Friday, August 27, 2010
August 27, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Sea Fest.
It all begins today, the annual celebration of everything about the sea. It is held in Brooklyn, at the Marina, just around the bay from Liverpool. In years past, Brooklyn was a separate community, connected with Liverpool only by the sea and across the Mersey River, but now the communities are all attached, all part of the Queens County political system. It takes five minutes to drive to the Brooklyn Marina from downtown Liverpool.
Sea Fest has been held for twelve years. Ken and I, for the first time, will serve as volunteers at a hamburger stand, run by the Marina. I am not sure what role we will take, but I probably will not be asked to cook hamburgers for three hours. More likely I will talk to people and take their money. A shark contest is held during sea fest.. Sunday during the day is a highlight when the boats weigh in their catch. Educational displays will be in full force, telling of sea weeds and fish for the children. There will be lots of musical groups, all afternoon and evening, Friday, Saturday and Sunday, some better than others. There are no repeat groups. And many hand crafts will be for sale too, along with town vendors selling appropriate sea clothing and souvenirs. Sea Fest events stretches all along the river just apposite the Bowater factory. It has something for everyone.
For a small community, the number of Festivals held in Liverpool is impressive. Privateer Days is held every year July 1st weekend in Liverpool. Every other year the Ukulele Cailit is held in Liverpool, as is the International Theater Festival. And then Sea Fest held every year in Brooklyn. They are impressive and well run, a tribute to all the volunteers and the organizers. We will enjoy Sea Fest today and for the first time will contribute our efforts as volunteers.
Sea Fest has been held for twelve years. Ken and I, for the first time, will serve as volunteers at a hamburger stand, run by the Marina. I am not sure what role we will take, but I probably will not be asked to cook hamburgers for three hours. More likely I will talk to people and take their money. A shark contest is held during sea fest.. Sunday during the day is a highlight when the boats weigh in their catch. Educational displays will be in full force, telling of sea weeds and fish for the children. There will be lots of musical groups, all afternoon and evening, Friday, Saturday and Sunday, some better than others. There are no repeat groups. And many hand crafts will be for sale too, along with town vendors selling appropriate sea clothing and souvenirs. Sea Fest events stretches all along the river just apposite the Bowater factory. It has something for everyone.
For a small community, the number of Festivals held in Liverpool is impressive. Privateer Days is held every year July 1st weekend in Liverpool. Every other year the Ukulele Cailit is held in Liverpool, as is the International Theater Festival. And then Sea Fest held every year in Brooklyn. They are impressive and well run, a tribute to all the volunteers and the organizers. We will enjoy Sea Fest today and for the first time will contribute our efforts as volunteers.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
August 26, 2010. Western Head, N.S. The Weather.
What a difference a day makes. Yesterday the wind was strong all day with the waves whipping the water up even close to the shore. But no sunshine and no large waves for surfing. The surfers were out early in the morning to try their luck but by ten they were gone. The rain started just as we were out to hot tub. It rained most of the night. Between the wind and the rain it made me pleased to be staying at home. This house has lots of dormers so when the wind is strong the wind is noisy as the wind whips around the windows. It is a great sound, especially when one is snug in bed.
Today the wind is still strong so walking is difficult and the waves are turbulent making for an angry sea. Certainly not a day to sit out on the deck. Two chairs went marching down the stairs off the deck during the night. Ken did sit outside for a bit this afternoon but he was forced to wear a jacket. I had trouble getting the fish food into the water before the wind blew it away. The fish come quickly to the top now every time I feed them. Clever fish. This weekend we should see heavy seas as the storm comes north. The expectation is that we will not see the storm directly but we will have big waves and big winds and perhaps more rain. Here in Nova Scotia every day brings a different weather pattern. Never a dull moment.
Today the wind is still strong so walking is difficult and the waves are turbulent making for an angry sea. Certainly not a day to sit out on the deck. Two chairs went marching down the stairs off the deck during the night. Ken did sit outside for a bit this afternoon but he was forced to wear a jacket. I had trouble getting the fish food into the water before the wind blew it away. The fish come quickly to the top now every time I feed them. Clever fish. This weekend we should see heavy seas as the storm comes north. The expectation is that we will not see the storm directly but we will have big waves and big winds and perhaps more rain. Here in Nova Scotia every day brings a different weather pattern. Never a dull moment.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
August 25, 2010. Western Head, N.S. A Puzzle.
I am confused. Some good folks who live in China are reading my small web log and they are sending me comments. Now I enjoy getting comments. Many people correct my memory or my spelling or my facts, but most people respond to me in English. These good folks who respond to me, do it in Chinese, even though they must be able to read English. I would like them to speak to me in English not Chinese. It is a puzzle to me.
My son Andrew speaks Japanese and reads some Chinese, so every week or so he translates for me and sends me an e mail telling the comments. Most of the comments are responses to the blog telling a moral about the story or saying about the new place and complimenting me on my diligence with my writing. But I would like them to write in English. And of course I hate to bother Andrew on a regular basis. So please, my new Chinese friends, write me back in English. It is the polite thing to do...here in America.
My son Andrew speaks Japanese and reads some Chinese, so every week or so he translates for me and sends me an e mail telling the comments. Most of the comments are responses to the blog telling a moral about the story or saying about the new place and complimenting me on my diligence with my writing. But I would like them to write in English. And of course I hate to bother Andrew on a regular basis. So please, my new Chinese friends, write me back in English. It is the polite thing to do...here in America.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
August 24, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Surfing.
I can not imagine why anyone would want to go out into the cold water and spend hours riding the waves, but they do. And they like it. Whenever there is forecast for a storm at sea, the surfers arrive and stay until the waves die away. Cell phones make all the difference. Some surfer comes out to check the waves and soon their phone is busy. Next they put on their wet suits and head into the water. Soon, more surfers appear. From our bedroom window they look like seals bobbing in the water but on closer inspection you can see they are real people. They must have arrived early because by eight o'clock three surfers were out in the water, catching their rides. It is a pretty sight.
One of our local Doctors is a surfer, in fact he and his wife moved here because of the surfing. When the surf is up, Dr. G. will be found out on the water, with all appointments cancelled for the rest of the day. Folks here think this approach is perfectly acceptable, in fact, his patients come out to watch him surf. This summer the ocean has been gentle and calm but today the surf is up so the surfers are out. There is a storm further south in the Atlantic which is probably causing the big waves in Nova Scotia. I'm just pleased to stay on dry land.
One of our local Doctors is a surfer, in fact he and his wife moved here because of the surfing. When the surf is up, Dr. G. will be found out on the water, with all appointments cancelled for the rest of the day. Folks here think this approach is perfectly acceptable, in fact, his patients come out to watch him surf. This summer the ocean has been gentle and calm but today the surf is up so the surfers are out. There is a storm further south in the Atlantic which is probably causing the big waves in Nova Scotia. I'm just pleased to stay on dry land.
Monday, August 23, 2010
August 23, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Guests.
They, each in their own way, have enriched our lives and we are grateful they came to visit us here in Nova Scotia. This is a beautiful part of the world, especially when many other places in North America are extremely hot. Not so in Liverpool. Even when the days are hot, perhaps as high as 85, the breeze has a bit of cooling along with the warmth. In the past when we have had company, we have hired people to help, but this is the first time we have been without kitchen help during the evening times, and we did just fine. Everyone helped out so I did not feel over-worked.
The little girls were a big help. We made two teams, the S. team and the A.team. On alternate days, one team was on duty to help both before and after dinner. When Abigail and Allison were helping they set the table and helped in the kitchen. During the meals they waited on the table. After dinner they cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher, all with my help and supervision. Sarah and Samantha enjoyed watching the others work and were ready and willing for their turn on duty. One evening, the A. team kept me out of the kitchen, while Suzanne sat and supervised. Our system worked well.
All the guests pitched in to assist in clearing up the kitchen so even though we had house guests from July 18 to today, at no time did I think of myself a scullery maid. We took to calling Doreen "Rising Dough" because she was the quickest person to stand up to clear the table. We enjoyed every minute of our time with our friends and relatives. Now we will rest and enjoy our Nova Scotia friends.
The little girls were a big help. We made two teams, the S. team and the A.team. On alternate days, one team was on duty to help both before and after dinner. When Abigail and Allison were helping they set the table and helped in the kitchen. During the meals they waited on the table. After dinner they cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher, all with my help and supervision. Sarah and Samantha enjoyed watching the others work and were ready and willing for their turn on duty. One evening, the A. team kept me out of the kitchen, while Suzanne sat and supervised. Our system worked well.
All the guests pitched in to assist in clearing up the kitchen so even though we had house guests from July 18 to today, at no time did I think of myself a scullery maid. We took to calling Doreen "Rising Dough" because she was the quickest person to stand up to clear the table. We enjoyed every minute of our time with our friends and relatives. Now we will rest and enjoy our Nova Scotia friends.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
August 22, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Lane's Privateer Inn.
I am so grateful that Lane's is in town. And I am additionally grateful that a new chef has been hired, just this year. Up until now, the food was always adequate, but now, with the advent of the new chef, it is approaching being excellent. Last evening we dined there. Norm and Diane wanted to take us to The Quarterdeck for dinner, but they were fully booked, so we went to Lane's instead, and I am pleased we did.
This old Inn is run by Susan Lane, the daughter of the former owner. She is young to run an establishment such as this, or perhaps she just looks young. I'm just pleased I am not running that old Inn. She runs a restaurant, a bar and a patio restaurant, also a book store/Library where you can eat and read. And of course, a gift store along with the thirty rooms, all along the Mersey River. They are open all year, which is one of the reasons I am pleased to have them stay in business.
Up until now, the food was cooked by a series of hired cooks, using the recipes saved from years gone by. Dining there was always O.K. but never spectacular...until now. Last Sunday we ate Brunch there along with Dave and Irene and Wendy and Claussen and we were pleasantly surprised by the menu. But last night was special in any department. We will dine there again, and again, and again, and will be grateful for Lane's, and the new chef.
This old Inn is run by Susan Lane, the daughter of the former owner. She is young to run an establishment such as this, or perhaps she just looks young. I'm just pleased I am not running that old Inn. She runs a restaurant, a bar and a patio restaurant, also a book store/Library where you can eat and read. And of course, a gift store along with the thirty rooms, all along the Mersey River. They are open all year, which is one of the reasons I am pleased to have them stay in business.
Up until now, the food was cooked by a series of hired cooks, using the recipes saved from years gone by. Dining there was always O.K. but never spectacular...until now. Last Sunday we ate Brunch there along with Dave and Irene and Wendy and Claussen and we were pleasantly surprised by the menu. But last night was special in any department. We will dine there again, and again, and again, and will be grateful for Lane's, and the new chef.
Friday, August 20, 2010
August 20, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Dogs.
Getting a new dog must be one of the best feelings in the world. It is exciting. This little puppy is cute and cuddly. Your hope is that the puppy, after growing up and being trained, will be a vital and useful member of the family. Ken and I, in Nova Scotia, are vicariously enjoying the acquisition of a puppy to David and Suzanne in Texas. His name is Moose and will join Crush. When David and Suzanne visited us in Nova Scotia they enjoyed the interaction of the three dogs of the Ely's who live next door so David mentioned to the four girls "Wouldn't it be fun to get a new puppy so we would have two dogs?" From them on, it was on the top of every ones mind.
David checked out the Weimerweiner's close by to San Antonio and two weeks after their return home, a puppy was chosen. He is very cute and friendly and already comes when called by name. The girls are thrilled. Crush is just waiting for this new pest to be removed. Fortunately, Crush is a very mellow yellow Labrador retriever and not aggressive at all so I am sure he will help Moose fit into the family. In the meantime, everyone in the family is excited with the addition of this new dog Moose, named because their decision was made while in Nova Scotia, close to Moose Harbor. David will train the dog for hunting. At the moment, the four girls along with the parents are loving this new dog. The best part is that Moose is loving them back.
David checked out the Weimerweiner's close by to San Antonio and two weeks after their return home, a puppy was chosen. He is very cute and friendly and already comes when called by name. The girls are thrilled. Crush is just waiting for this new pest to be removed. Fortunately, Crush is a very mellow yellow Labrador retriever and not aggressive at all so I am sure he will help Moose fit into the family. In the meantime, everyone in the family is excited with the addition of this new dog Moose, named because their decision was made while in Nova Scotia, close to Moose Harbor. David will train the dog for hunting. At the moment, the four girls along with the parents are loving this new dog. The best part is that Moose is loving them back.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
August 19, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Celebrations.
Today we celebrated both Ken's birthday and our anniversary. Yesterday we celebrated Ken's birthday, giving him a surprise cake and ice cream for dessert, until we realized that his birthday was actually the 19TH, which would have been the next day. Two celebrations are better than one, so today we celebrated in earnest, having lunch at Charlotte Lane in Shelburne and having a cocktail party tonight here with the six of us and the Ely's and Mitchell's. It was a lovely size for a party. Ken was pleased.
Ken doesn't usually enjoy celebrating his birthday, something about getting old. Perhaps it has to do with being the center of attention, which he actively does not like or enjoy or tolerate. But today was a lovely day. We drove along the shore going both to and back from Shelburne. Talk about a home with a view!! We saw so many beautiful vistas today with homes both large and small. Every road a movie set.
Norm and Diane arrived yesterday evening. We are enjoying them. Norm is my nephew so I have known him all his life. It is a wonderful thing to see the young folks turn out so well and for us to be a little part of their life. If we had not purchased this place by the ocean, I feel sure we have only been meeting Norm and Diane very rarely at family celebrations. Now they are here and we are pleased to see them.
Ken doesn't usually enjoy celebrating his birthday, something about getting old. Perhaps it has to do with being the center of attention, which he actively does not like or enjoy or tolerate. But today was a lovely day. We drove along the shore going both to and back from Shelburne. Talk about a home with a view!! We saw so many beautiful vistas today with homes both large and small. Every road a movie set.
Norm and Diane arrived yesterday evening. We are enjoying them. Norm is my nephew so I have known him all his life. It is a wonderful thing to see the young folks turn out so well and for us to be a little part of their life. If we had not purchased this place by the ocean, I feel sure we have only been meeting Norm and Diane very rarely at family celebrations. Now they are here and we are pleased to see them.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
August 18, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Our Fish.
The fly fishing folks know everything about fish, but I do not. Instead I watch our fish and observe how they respond. These fish were new to us in May. When we bought these six fish from the pond man in Shelburne they raced all around the pond for fifteen minutes, then disappeared amongst the pond plants. We never saw them again until we returned in mid July. These six fish were jittery.
I bought new fish food as they did not respond at all for the fish we had been giving them. I began to train them, so every day, morning and evening, I fed them and sat quietly beside the pond. Now they come quickly to the surface and begin eating the food. But these fish were fearful of everything. They swim quickly to the plantings if they hear any sound. Shadows immediately got them swimming away. But the big surprise is the sight of a person walking up to the pond. They all immediately leave the surface and swim for cover. Immediately.
Now this is a good thing because herons can spot fish from great height so I am hoping they can survive the off season. I am happy to have them come to the surface when I feed them but I want them to stay in the protected areas of the pond all the rest of the time. Perverse humans that we are, we expect them to keep us happy and also keep themselves safe. I wonder if they are smart enough to do both??
I bought new fish food as they did not respond at all for the fish we had been giving them. I began to train them, so every day, morning and evening, I fed them and sat quietly beside the pond. Now they come quickly to the surface and begin eating the food. But these fish were fearful of everything. They swim quickly to the plantings if they hear any sound. Shadows immediately got them swimming away. But the big surprise is the sight of a person walking up to the pond. They all immediately leave the surface and swim for cover. Immediately.
Now this is a good thing because herons can spot fish from great height so I am hoping they can survive the off season. I am happy to have them come to the surface when I feed them but I want them to stay in the protected areas of the pond all the rest of the time. Perverse humans that we are, we expect them to keep us happy and also keep themselves safe. I wonder if they are smart enough to do both??
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
August 17, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Our Band.
Our band is getting better every year. They even start and stop together, at least some of the time. Their final concert of the summer season was held at the Marina in Brooklyn and it was interesting and entertaining. My quick count was that over one hundred people attended the concert, sitting around in folding chairs enjoying the cool evening air. The band shell is right across the river from the Bowater plant and a large Swedish ship was docked at the factory. As the band shell is just beside the marina and sail boats were leaving and entering the marina, the whole place had a fairy-like quality to the evening, especially at dusk when the lights came on the ship and the dock and the park.
Scott, the band leader is young and enthusiastic and has been able to bring many young members into the band. He works very hard to choose the music and often has to score the pieces to match his band. For instance, tonight the band played a march by Eric Leidzen, originally written for The Salvation Army all brass bands. Scott scored the piece for his band which includes woodwinds. Clever fellow. Next week he will conduct band camp for kids and adults, including my friends Mary and Clifton. Several players are summer folks so even though the band practices all year, a third of the members arrive in June and leave in October so only rehearse in the summer. Scott has his hands full with his band. But the band is heading in the right direction. We are proud of our band.
Scott, the band leader is young and enthusiastic and has been able to bring many young members into the band. He works very hard to choose the music and often has to score the pieces to match his band. For instance, tonight the band played a march by Eric Leidzen, originally written for The Salvation Army all brass bands. Scott scored the piece for his band which includes woodwinds. Clever fellow. Next week he will conduct band camp for kids and adults, including my friends Mary and Clifton. Several players are summer folks so even though the band practices all year, a third of the members arrive in June and leave in October so only rehearse in the summer. Scott has his hands full with his band. But the band is heading in the right direction. We are proud of our band.
Monday, August 16, 2010
August 16, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Errands.
Everything takes longer here in Liverpool, Nova Scotia, even though the distances are short and the population is small. For instance, I left the house at eleven this morning to run four errands. My tasks were to return two platters to Larry and Jan, talk to Mary and Walt about a business matter, mail a package to Allison and Samantha, and finally, pick up a small number of objects at the grocery store. It drives Gill crazy, at least the first few days after her arrival here from Toronto. Soon she relaxes and gets used to the speed. I arrived back home at three in the afternoon, without eating lunch.
First stop was Jan and Larry. I had called to be sure they were there, so they had a new pot of coffee ready to serves us all a second cup, so we chatted. Their neighbor, Mary Lou, who I had not met, came in to borrow milk, so we talked a bit too. They have a cabin in the woods close to the big park and spend every weekend there, working for the Tobiatic Research Center, where her husband is a Biologist, investigating rare plants in Nova Scotia. It was interesting talking to her. She is a Podiatrist, working in Bridgewater. My meeting with Mary and Walt went well, then Mary wanted me to see their new home on Waterloo Street. They are down-sizing so we chatted about their massive organization task, going from three full floors of their present home into a small bungalow.
The post office was speedy, but not the grocery store. I had five objects on my list but I arrived home with eight big bags of groceries. And I forgot one of the objects on my list. I chatted with two friends at the grocery store. My checker was sweet and pleasant but slow. Eventually I was done, and finally was home for lunch. My check list was complete.
First stop was Jan and Larry. I had called to be sure they were there, so they had a new pot of coffee ready to serves us all a second cup, so we chatted. Their neighbor, Mary Lou, who I had not met, came in to borrow milk, so we talked a bit too. They have a cabin in the woods close to the big park and spend every weekend there, working for the Tobiatic Research Center, where her husband is a Biologist, investigating rare plants in Nova Scotia. It was interesting talking to her. She is a Podiatrist, working in Bridgewater. My meeting with Mary and Walt went well, then Mary wanted me to see their new home on Waterloo Street. They are down-sizing so we chatted about their massive organization task, going from three full floors of their present home into a small bungalow.
The post office was speedy, but not the grocery store. I had five objects on my list but I arrived home with eight big bags of groceries. And I forgot one of the objects on my list. I chatted with two friends at the grocery store. My checker was sweet and pleasant but slow. Eventually I was done, and finally was home for lunch. My check list was complete.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
August 15, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Weather.
We have had sustained beautiful weather, here in Nova Scotia, ever since we arrived in mid July. This is very unusual, but very pleasant. Our friends from Toronto think we have moved to a place for the summer where the sun always shines and the ocean is always calm. I must say, people have an easier time when the weather is good. We had cocktails down by the water with our friends and neighbors because the wind had disappeared and the temperature was warm. Very often, the wind blows so hard that we can't even go outside on the deck for a drink, let alone down by the shore.
The weather is not much interest to us while travelling. Our system is to ignore the weather and to just carry on with our activity. But here in Nova Scotia you can't forget the weather. It always changes...until now. This summer we have had day after day of warm sunny days. Several mornings, the fog has made it's presence early in the morning but by ten o'clock, it is gone. Remarkable weather. I keep wondering when all this wonderful weather will turn around and we will be met each morning by rain and wind. While it lasts, we will enjoy and count our blessings.
The weather is not much interest to us while travelling. Our system is to ignore the weather and to just carry on with our activity. But here in Nova Scotia you can't forget the weather. It always changes...until now. This summer we have had day after day of warm sunny days. Several mornings, the fog has made it's presence early in the morning but by ten o'clock, it is gone. Remarkable weather. I keep wondering when all this wonderful weather will turn around and we will be met each morning by rain and wind. While it lasts, we will enjoy and count our blessings.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
August 14, 2010. Western Head, N.S. A Quiet Day.
Our four friends from Toronto have gone home, leaving before dawn to drive home. The house seems empty. Dave and Irene are still here, staying in the Carriage House, but the rest of the house is silent and strange. Today, we spent all day at the cottage, swimming, fishing and reading. It was a wonderful day. Perfect weather.
When Ken and I arrived, the lake was still as glass, with perfect images of the trees and clouds reflected in the water. Perfect water.
I swam twice in the not too cool water, read on the deck all the rest of the day except for lunch on the deck at the cottage. Dave and Irene joined us for lunch and the rest of the day. All afternoon we read, each in our respective quiet places. It was very peaceful and quiet. A perfect restful day.
When Ken and I arrived, the lake was still as glass, with perfect images of the trees and clouds reflected in the water. Perfect water.
I swam twice in the not too cool water, read on the deck all the rest of the day except for lunch on the deck at the cottage. Dave and Irene joined us for lunch and the rest of the day. All afternoon we read, each in our respective quiet places. It was very peaceful and quiet. A perfect restful day.
Friday, August 13, 2010
August 13, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Lobster.
It is the most wonderful lunch in the world, eating lobster sitting on the deck overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. Just lobster and bread. This morning, Bill and Marg, Don and Doreen went shopping for both lunch and dinner. Lobster for lunch and scallops for dinner. Ken cooked the lobster on the back deck. We own a hot propane stove just for cooking lobster, along with a large stock pot, big enough to cook eight two pound lobsters. Then we tucked in to eat out on the deck. It was great. Ken, who normally is a purist about not eating butter, dips his lobster in the melted butter along with the best of us.
"The Secret Life of Lobster" was published in 2004 and I read it three years ago, giving me a new regard for lobster and lobster man. I expected it to be a dry book but found it to be very interesting. Every time I eat lobster I am reminded of all the facts and details gleaned from that book. I am still astonished that anyone started to eat lobster. They are so intimidating. In the olden days in Nova Scotia, lobster was used as fertilizer in the gardens. But now, everyone eats lobster here in Nova Scotia. The sale of lobster is the biggest sales volume for fishermen here, which is a big change from fifty years ago.
Today, eating lobster on the deck for lunch, is close to heaven.
"The Secret Life of Lobster" was published in 2004 and I read it three years ago, giving me a new regard for lobster and lobster man. I expected it to be a dry book but found it to be very interesting. Every time I eat lobster I am reminded of all the facts and details gleaned from that book. I am still astonished that anyone started to eat lobster. They are so intimidating. In the olden days in Nova Scotia, lobster was used as fertilizer in the gardens. But now, everyone eats lobster here in Nova Scotia. The sale of lobster is the biggest sales volume for fishermen here, which is a big change from fifty years ago.
Today, eating lobster on the deck for lunch, is close to heaven.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
August 12, 2010. Nova Scotia, Canada. Lunch.
Some meals take on a life of their own. Today we six went to The Quarterdeck for lunch. But first we walked on Summerville Beach; at least two of us walked from one end to the other. The day was again beautiful with blue skies and cool breeze making life pleasant. By the time Doreen and I arrived at the restaurant, the wine had already been poured for the other four. We talked and drank and ordered more wine, then we ordered our food. Three of us at one end of the table ordered several appetizers, rather than one main dish, while the three others at the other end ordered in the traditional way.
The chef at this restaurant is not quick, but you don't mind because everything is freshly cooked for you. Our end, the appetizer end, had food arrive and we all agreed to begin eating. Bill received his third appetizer while the other three were still sitting waiting. It was very funny. Finally we asked the waitress for their food and she told us that the chef would cook the food after all the appetizers had been eaten. Of course, we should have made it clear, but we didn't, so all we did was laugh. Finally, the other end of the table got their food, so we sat and watched them eat, as our food was all finished. Our reservation was for 1:00 and we left at 3:45. It was good fun and good food even though we did eat at different times.
The chef at this restaurant is not quick, but you don't mind because everything is freshly cooked for you. Our end, the appetizer end, had food arrive and we all agreed to begin eating. Bill received his third appetizer while the other three were still sitting waiting. It was very funny. Finally we asked the waitress for their food and she told us that the chef would cook the food after all the appetizers had been eaten. Of course, we should have made it clear, but we didn't, so all we did was laugh. Finally, the other end of the table got their food, so we sat and watched them eat, as our food was all finished. Our reservation was for 1:00 and we left at 3:45. It was good fun and good food even though we did eat at different times.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
August 10, 2010. Western Head, N.S. The Movie.
It was such a generous invitation, to invite all eight of us to dinner, then attend the Movie at The Astor Theater. We accepted the invitation immediately. Larry and Jan were our hosts. We were delighted to see the renovations in their home, which is lovely. And the food was great. Slovlake and Greek Salad. It was a fine dinner. Several other friends came too, some of which I did not know, which was good. I sat on the deck, very close to the food, and talked and dined with George and Sheila and Bill and Ken and Doreen. We were a merry group, all by ourselves outside.
Then we all walked up to the theater for the movie. The Astor Theater shows movies once a week and tonight was a special show as it was the first run of the Dragon Lady something or other. Almost everyone I knew in Liverpool attended the movie, which was fun, but as the movie is full of violence I had a hard job staying in the theater. But I was trapped as we drove with Dave and Irene and I had no money to go to the coffee shop. I stuck it out to the bitter end. I am not reading the book now that I have seen the movie.
Our friends from Toronto appreciated the invitation, as they got to meet more of our friends. It was a lovely evening, except for the movie.
Then we all walked up to the theater for the movie. The Astor Theater shows movies once a week and tonight was a special show as it was the first run of the Dragon Lady something or other. Almost everyone I knew in Liverpool attended the movie, which was fun, but as the movie is full of violence I had a hard job staying in the theater. But I was trapped as we drove with Dave and Irene and I had no money to go to the coffee shop. I stuck it out to the bitter end. I am not reading the book now that I have seen the movie.
Our friends from Toronto appreciated the invitation, as they got to meet more of our friends. It was a lovely evening, except for the movie.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
August 10, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Doing The Town..
It took us about one hour, then we met at the Woodpile for lunch. I like this little town of Liverpool, but when city people come to "do" the town, they are always surprised with the lack of choices. Our downtown consists of one street about two blocks long, with commerce on both side of the street. If you enter every store and look at the objects carefully it will take an hour and a half and if you walk without entering any store it takes twenty minutes, which is what Bill and Don did today. We three ladies took an hour, but we were successful in our purchases. Doreen purchased three tops from Frenchy's and Marg bought several old videos. At the Value Plus store I bought a pair of Capri's and a shirt, all on sale.
The best part of the downtown trip today was lunch at The Woodpile. Great food and enthusiastic staff. My fajita wrap was excellent, with just a bit of spice unusual to Nova Scotia cooking, which tends to be bland. The worst part is that the couple who runs the business has already separated and are trying to sell the business. It seems so foolish in many ways, not the least of it that they have two children. I feel the need to shake them both or at least talk sense to them. But I won't, because it is none of my business, but I will be sad if the place closes down. It is a great addition to the downtown experience. In fact, today, it was the best place in town!!
The best part of the downtown trip today was lunch at The Woodpile. Great food and enthusiastic staff. My fajita wrap was excellent, with just a bit of spice unusual to Nova Scotia cooking, which tends to be bland. The worst part is that the couple who runs the business has already separated and are trying to sell the business. It seems so foolish in many ways, not the least of it that they have two children. I feel the need to shake them both or at least talk sense to them. But I won't, because it is none of my business, but I will be sad if the place closes down. It is a great addition to the downtown experience. In fact, today, it was the best place in town!!
Monday, August 9, 2010
August 9, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Summertime.
The weather is wonderful. Friends are visiting. Dinner parties are constant. Life is grand.
Tonight we had a dinner party for fifteen, just organized this morning after breakfast. After a few phone calls, our party was set. Vegetables from the garden, rice, rolls and a mixed grill of pork, ribs, boneless chops, and sausage. Delicious. David and Irene brought the spring rolls for appetizer, which was a good thing because we ate late.
Dinner parties are always best with different groups of people and tonight was no exception. Sherman and Lyn had never been to our home, so that was fun getting to know them. Sherman grew up with Don and Bill in Toronto so they went over to his home this morning and invited them for dinner. Larry and Jan called to invite us all to dinner at their home on Wednesday and I invited them here tonight. They had met our Toronto friends at our 50Th. And then of course we always enjoy the company of Mary and Walt and Gillian. We were a merry troop, all happening because it is summertime in Nova Scotia.
Tonight we had a dinner party for fifteen, just organized this morning after breakfast. After a few phone calls, our party was set. Vegetables from the garden, rice, rolls and a mixed grill of pork, ribs, boneless chops, and sausage. Delicious. David and Irene brought the spring rolls for appetizer, which was a good thing because we ate late.
Dinner parties are always best with different groups of people and tonight was no exception. Sherman and Lyn had never been to our home, so that was fun getting to know them. Sherman grew up with Don and Bill in Toronto so they went over to his home this morning and invited them for dinner. Larry and Jan called to invite us all to dinner at their home on Wednesday and I invited them here tonight. They had met our Toronto friends at our 50Th. And then of course we always enjoy the company of Mary and Walt and Gillian. We were a merry troop, all happening because it is summertime in Nova Scotia.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
August 8, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Old Friends.
You can't beat old friends, the ones who knew you when you were young in the Fifties. Now four friends are visiting us here in Nova Scotia. We grew up together in Toronto and married around the same time. Over the years, we always kept in touch, although often we lived in other places and were involved with our own busy lives. For several years, even though we knew what they were doing from other friends and relatives, our lives did not mesh. This was especially true when the children were growing up. But now our children are grown and independent, so we are able to spend time together. Over the past few years, we have discovered we still like each other, so Bill and Marg and Don and Doreen have driven from Toronto together in Bill's car, taking two days to do it and will stay the week.
We are all children who were brought up in The Salvation Army, most of us parents of Officers, so we have shared histories and experiences. And we discovered tonight at dinner that all the folks who were friends all those years ago are still married. Not a divorce in the bunch. Another topic of conversation was the benefits for a child and young person of being brought up in the Salvation Army world. It was the joy of service and activity and the training to speak and sing and play an instrument. Although Bill never did learn to play a brass instrument or sing. He claims to have no musical talent.
Another topic of conversation was the foolishness of several of our once good friends who have chosen to ignore the rest of us, never attending any event or keeping in contact. Perhaps they never did like us and merely pretended to be a friend. It is a puzzle. But we are all here and we are all having a wonderful time, talking about the past and the future. Friends are a great blessing.
We are all children who were brought up in The Salvation Army, most of us parents of Officers, so we have shared histories and experiences. And we discovered tonight at dinner that all the folks who were friends all those years ago are still married. Not a divorce in the bunch. Another topic of conversation was the benefits for a child and young person of being brought up in the Salvation Army world. It was the joy of service and activity and the training to speak and sing and play an instrument. Although Bill never did learn to play a brass instrument or sing. He claims to have no musical talent.
Another topic of conversation was the foolishness of several of our once good friends who have chosen to ignore the rest of us, never attending any event or keeping in contact. Perhaps they never did like us and merely pretended to be a friend. It is a puzzle. But we are all here and we are all having a wonderful time, talking about the past and the future. Friends are a great blessing.
Saturday, August 7, 2010
August 7, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Changing.
Attitude is everything. For me, when company is expected to arrive soon, all tasks are completed quickly. The bedrooms and bathrooms and pantry are enthusiastically prepared. But when folks leave, I find less enthusiasm for the required chores, so I find myself making up games. This morning I played the game of making all the beds before allowing myself breakfast. And before going to bed last night I made sure all the towels were back on their respective shelves. After lunch today, before sitting down to read I made sure to check the hand soap, toilet rolls and tissue boxes in each bathroom. I always want everything ready for new guests ahead of their time of arrival. Once I discovered that friends staying in the Carriage House had been forced to go to the grocery store for toilet paper because I forget to check ahead.
Now in truth, no one would mind if they asked for more tissues or toilet paper, but I would not be happy. I do not know where this attitude of preparation comes from but I have it in spades. At work I always wanted everything for the agents all ready for writing a contract or a listing agreement so they could concentrate on the client not the paper work. It is like being ready, then relaxing to enjoy the moment. I want the house and every part ready for the guests, so when they do arrive, which they will do on Sunday evening, I can enjoy their arrival without any anxiety that I am unprepared. Now David and Suzanne are back in San Antonio so I have reluctantly put the house back in order after their departure. Now the house is ready for our next friends.
Now in truth, no one would mind if they asked for more tissues or toilet paper, but I would not be happy. I do not know where this attitude of preparation comes from but I have it in spades. At work I always wanted everything for the agents all ready for writing a contract or a listing agreement so they could concentrate on the client not the paper work. It is like being ready, then relaxing to enjoy the moment. I want the house and every part ready for the guests, so when they do arrive, which they will do on Sunday evening, I can enjoy their arrival without any anxiety that I am unprepared. Now David and Suzanne are back in San Antonio so I have reluctantly put the house back in order after their departure. Now the house is ready for our next friends.
Friday, August 6, 2010
August 6, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Fish and Chips.
At least once every visit, Dave and Irene take us to The Sea Shanty to eat fish and chips, English style. After David and Suzanne and the girls left for the airport at 12:30, Irene suggested that we, who were left behind and feeling a little lonely, drive down to Port Mouton for lunch. Their fish is excellent, fresh, moist and light. The couple who run the restaurant returned from Toronto from a successful career in accounting. The little place has been run as a restaurant by the same family for five generations and when the husband's father died, they moved to learn about and run the restaurant. That was 1998.
They have made changes. They built four rental cottages across the street right on the water. Half the little cape cod house is now a convenience store and an addition added to the side is a liquor store. Survival is the name of the game. One thing that has not changed is their food. It is not fancy but is always good. Every year we wonder if they have weathered the winter. At first they stayed open all year, but now they close for several months. With only eight tables, staying solvent must be an issue. I am always pleased to see them open. I admire their diligence but I especially like their fish and chips!!.
They have made changes. They built four rental cottages across the street right on the water. Half the little cape cod house is now a convenience store and an addition added to the side is a liquor store. Survival is the name of the game. One thing that has not changed is their food. It is not fancy but is always good. Every year we wonder if they have weathered the winter. At first they stayed open all year, but now they close for several months. With only eight tables, staying solvent must be an issue. I am always pleased to see them open. I admire their diligence but I especially like their fish and chips!!.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
August 5, 2010. Western Head, N.S. A Bonus Day.
They should have been home tonight in San Antonio, but instead they are still in Nova Scotia. The flight was cancelled. Suzanne picked up her e mails first thing this morning, to discover that the flight from Halifax to New Jersey was cancelled. Fortunately, everyone was still asleep, so Suzanne went back to bed herself. One by one the girls awoke to discover that a bonus day had been awarded. They were thrilled. After pancakes for breakfast, Samantha and Allison baked brownies for lunch.
Then, one after another, we went to the cottage. It was a calm quiet day, full of swimming and boating and Barbies. It was a true bonus day for everyone. Ken and I headed out to the cottage first and sat by the water just watching the water. Next, David and Suzanne and the girls arrived, the girls to head right to the loft to play and Suzanne and David to fish from the canoe. David and Irene arrived in time to sit by the water and enjoy the peace and quiet before lunch, which was hot dogs with brownies for dessert, served on the deck of the cabin.
The girls swam all afternoon, Samantha and Allison with me first while Sarah and Abigail fished, then all four playing at the raft then on the dock. It was pleasing to us to see the use of the facilities. Finally, smoked salmon appetizer on the deck by the water, followed by dinner around the fire. It was a lovely relaxed calm day full of fun and family play. It was a true Bonus Day for both adults and children.
Then, one after another, we went to the cottage. It was a calm quiet day, full of swimming and boating and Barbies. It was a true bonus day for everyone. Ken and I headed out to the cottage first and sat by the water just watching the water. Next, David and Suzanne and the girls arrived, the girls to head right to the loft to play and Suzanne and David to fish from the canoe. David and Irene arrived in time to sit by the water and enjoy the peace and quiet before lunch, which was hot dogs with brownies for dessert, served on the deck of the cabin.
The girls swam all afternoon, Samantha and Allison with me first while Sarah and Abigail fished, then all four playing at the raft then on the dock. It was pleasing to us to see the use of the facilities. Finally, smoked salmon appetizer on the deck by the water, followed by dinner around the fire. It was a lovely relaxed calm day full of fun and family play. It was a true Bonus Day for both adults and children.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
August 4, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Departures.
David and Irene took all eight of us to the Quarterdeck Grill for lunch today. It was a celebration, that we were all together, and to get ready for the departure of David and Suzanne and the four girls tomorrow morning. It was a grand and festive lunch. Good food and good company. The girls bought a souvenir at the gift shop.
Now they have been invited to Gill's for an hour or so, just to say goodbye and have a glass of wine. Gill loves the girls. They are all so interested and lively and quick. Gill always loved David as a child. She called him her green eyed monster and she named her second son after him. Now she considers them all part of her family, and they all feel the same about her, even though they live in San Antonio and she lives in Toronto.
Next they will be with Wendy and Claussen, at their house, to say goodbye to the three dogs as well as Little C. and Tojo and Connie. Little Claussen, who is almost two, calls them "The Dickie Girls" and loves them to come calling. Four young girls giving him constant attention is not to be ignored and he enjoys every minute with them. Now tomorrow they will be flying home to San Antonio after a lovely lazy vacation. School is just ten days away so they must get ready.
We will all miss them but have enjoyed every minute of their visit here.
Now they have been invited to Gill's for an hour or so, just to say goodbye and have a glass of wine. Gill loves the girls. They are all so interested and lively and quick. Gill always loved David as a child. She called him her green eyed monster and she named her second son after him. Now she considers them all part of her family, and they all feel the same about her, even though they live in San Antonio and she lives in Toronto.
Next they will be with Wendy and Claussen, at their house, to say goodbye to the three dogs as well as Little C. and Tojo and Connie. Little Claussen, who is almost two, calls them "The Dickie Girls" and loves them to come calling. Four young girls giving him constant attention is not to be ignored and he enjoys every minute with them. Now tomorrow they will be flying home to San Antonio after a lovely lazy vacation. School is just ten days away so they must get ready.
We will all miss them but have enjoyed every minute of their visit here.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
August 3, 2010. Western Head, N.S. The Toast Rack.
Samantha felt terrible and so did I, but it was merely a porcelain toast rack used by my Grandmother on her breakfast tray. Now it is broken and in two pieces. It was an accident. Samantha, Allison and I were sitting at the kitchen table eating fruit, discussing the cocktail party held at our house that evening. All four girls were helpful both clearing up the party and setting it up as well as talking with the guests. They are an asset at a party. But they were tired.
While sitting at the table Samantha asked why the Canadians do not use the term napkins, and told us that Mal had a rack on the table and asked Samantha what it was. She said it was a napkin rack. He reminded her that in Canada it would be called a serviette holder, but that, no, it was a toast rack, a very special toast rack owned and used by Grandma Houghton. Allison had never seen the rack so asked to see it. I foolishly told Samantha to take Allison to the china cabinet to show it to her and she did. But when she was turning from the cabinet, Suzanne called her, she turned, and dropped the china toast rack. It fell and broke into two pieces. She felt terrible. I felt terrible when she came to show me. But it is only a toast rack. Ken will glue it together. I should have never told her to take the rack out of the china cabinet, especially late at night after a long hard day, but they are always so careful.
Now we will always remember the summer that Samantha broke Grandma Houghton's toast rack and we will laugh.
While sitting at the table Samantha asked why the Canadians do not use the term napkins, and told us that Mal had a rack on the table and asked Samantha what it was. She said it was a napkin rack. He reminded her that in Canada it would be called a serviette holder, but that, no, it was a toast rack, a very special toast rack owned and used by Grandma Houghton. Allison had never seen the rack so asked to see it. I foolishly told Samantha to take Allison to the china cabinet to show it to her and she did. But when she was turning from the cabinet, Suzanne called her, she turned, and dropped the china toast rack. It fell and broke into two pieces. She felt terrible. I felt terrible when she came to show me. But it is only a toast rack. Ken will glue it together. I should have never told her to take the rack out of the china cabinet, especially late at night after a long hard day, but they are always so careful.
Now we will always remember the summer that Samantha broke Grandma Houghton's toast rack and we will laugh.
Monday, August 2, 2010
August 2, 2010. Western Head, N.S. Rock Painting.
It is a tradition. Every time they come, the girls paint the rocks right along the shore. The rocks are large, about as big as a Volkswagen beetle. Each girl chooses a rock and goes to work designing and implementing their plan. My job is to keep the paints flowing. It has taken us a while to perfect the plan but now our system is perfect. We use large bottles of liquid poster paint and big brushes. Into small plastic jars we put an inch or so of paint along with a bit of water. The paint must cover a large rock so we do not want to run out of paint.
The girls wear large men's T shirts over their clothes. It is impossible to stay clean while painting the rocks. After completing their work of art, they paint their T shirt, so even after multiple washings, last years paint still shows through the white shirt, adding to the charm. Today, Allison painted a rock that faced the ocean, so the fishermen could see her art work. Samantha was working long after we left the shore. Her work can be seen from the house, it is so bold and dramatic.
The paint stays through several rainstorms but eventually the faded color is a welcome reminder of a lovely afternoon down by the shore with the girls.
The girls wear large men's T shirts over their clothes. It is impossible to stay clean while painting the rocks. After completing their work of art, they paint their T shirt, so even after multiple washings, last years paint still shows through the white shirt, adding to the charm. Today, Allison painted a rock that faced the ocean, so the fishermen could see her art work. Samantha was working long after we left the shore. Her work can be seen from the house, it is so bold and dramatic.
The paint stays through several rainstorms but eventually the faded color is a welcome reminder of a lovely afternoon down by the shore with the girls.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
August 1, 2010. Western Head, N.S. A Beach Day.
Actually, I do not love the beach, especially that fine white sand that everyone loves. It gets into everything, your hair, your towels, your food and your clothes, and also all over your body. Within five minutes of our arrival home all seven of us who spent four hours at the beach were in the shower, getting rid of the sand.
Carter's Beach is a beautiful spot and in the past, no one went there so we had the place to ourselves. Recently, articles in the national magazines have been extolling it's virtues, so today at Carter's Beach you could see other people here and there along the shore. It was not crowded by any means but we were surprised. Now the weather was beautiful and as Monday is a holiday, everyone headed out of the cities for the long weekend and ended up at the beach.
The girls loved it at the beach. They played in the water, built sand castles, walked along the shore and climbed the rocks. After our picnic lunch they stretched out on the sand on their towels trying to stay warm. When you are wet and in the breeze and a Texan, you feel cool. It was a great day at the beach for the girls. The adults enjoyed it too, but they were ready to leave.
Carter's Beach is a beautiful spot and in the past, no one went there so we had the place to ourselves. Recently, articles in the national magazines have been extolling it's virtues, so today at Carter's Beach you could see other people here and there along the shore. It was not crowded by any means but we were surprised. Now the weather was beautiful and as Monday is a holiday, everyone headed out of the cities for the long weekend and ended up at the beach.
The girls loved it at the beach. They played in the water, built sand castles, walked along the shore and climbed the rocks. After our picnic lunch they stretched out on the sand on their towels trying to stay warm. When you are wet and in the breeze and a Texan, you feel cool. It was a great day at the beach for the girls. The adults enjoyed it too, but they were ready to leave.
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