You know the nearer your destination The more you're slip slidin' away And I know a father who had a son He longed to tell him all the reasons for the things he had done He came a long way just to explain He kissed his boy as he lay sleeping Then he turned around and he headed home again Slip slidin' away ~Paul Simon
I do not try to disappoint Or mean to disobey There is no reason you'd suspect I'd go another way For we are born to what we are With choices we must make I see no point in taking sides I see no sides to take ~John McCutcheon's Bird Dog
Highlights: the food! Oh my, such wonderful food. The hikes! Oh my, such gorgeous seaside scenery. The colour! Oh my, such bright and vivid colours every which way we turned. The accented lovely way of speaking! Oh my, so sweet: how ya be, me ducky?
Today, we were in double digits with blue skies and ebbing tides....off to one of our many beaches to enjoy it. Not knowing a) that this beach belonged to a pair of nesting Peregrines and b) that this would be a truly remarkable day...
We are big fans of really good, local, fresh food. We aren't fanatics about it, we just really appreciate it when it is offered and when we can get our hands on it fairly easily at a decent price. Similar to the story about Reid's Meats, Dabro Farm is just west a bit and is [...]
When you see my Lady, with the twinkle in her eyes, tell it to her softly and hold her if she cries. Tell her that I love her and I will till the day I die. Tell it to her gently when you tell her that I won't be coming home again ~ Burton Cummings
One of those moments that I have come to cherish in this big valley we now call home...
A Magnum P.E.I Mystery
Play is the work of childhood.
So, no, woman, no cry. No, woman, no cry. I say, oh, little—oh, little darlin', don't shed no tears. No, woman, no cry. Eh. ~Bob Marely
With the goal of getting back into World Travel now that our wee one is taller than us, we start with the sweet country of Cuba...
My son and his shipmates walked down the plank and aboard the ship as the Indigenous girl sang a sweet sad song of good-bye. As she beat her skin drum the tears streamed down my face. 'Come home to us', I prayed.
“The two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you find out why.” —Mark Twain.
Yesterday I asked my friend Victoria if she wanted to get out for a mid-afternoon walk in a nearby Watershed Nature Preserve, just a few minutes from our Nova Scotian town. She had never been there she said as I explained where it is located. She asked if it would be a tough walk because [...]
Last summer an idea struck. How about I take summer seriously? How about I make a concerted effort to get out on our beautiful Nova Scotia beaches on as many nice days as possible. I own my own business and can work flexible hours, so in keeping with the tides, I could arrange my work [...]
I did the 500 hour yoga teacher training at an ashram in the Bahamas in two one-month stints separated by a year. I am still confused about my time there.
The stress of a large home renovation then subsequent bronchitis throws me into a bipolar episode...