a misty, rainy day. but there was still beauty in it, from the dryness of the car. The salt marshes looked so ethereal, I just wanted to stop the car and hang out there.
Still being a tourist guide. It’s so easy to impress, especially when we found Hall’s Harbour with the tide at its lowest. It can rise by 60 feet! Impressive. Interesting how the boats look like toys here, but at high tide would appear large. It’s all relative. Isn’t everything?
walking Conrad Beach today, so different from a week ago, when it had been calm, with plovers flitting on the beach. Now it was rough, windy, dramatic. The sea changes constantly. The tides change. The beach walk is a new experience each time. Why don’t we expect that?
Vegan desserts from Drea…peanut butter, pecan and chocolate. It was great having her come over to cook for our visitors and us. Tonight was vegan Mac n’ Cheeze (with Kale), salad, and the above. Sharing food with friends and family, around the table, is such a basic pleasure, that we are lucky enough to enjoy!
another day of showing off our beautiful province…a delight with friends who haven’t seen it! and we always love it too. then a kitchen party, complete with dancing. fun, fun and fun, even with just four of us, and Frankie Vallee.
it was a little windy today, but once off the ocean, we had our jackets open, hatless. A three hour hike, a nap, then Nocturne at night in Halifax. An A-1 day with Julie and John. Let the rest of you follow!
The last of the sunflowers outside (wee ones in a pot) are fading fast… I love the idea of sunflowers outside and inside at this time of year. The symmetry, for me, creates such a simple pleasure.
Julie and John are arriving tomorrow. I’m so excited to see them, here, for the first time. We met over 30 years ago. Enduring friendships are like gold…like the gold in this painting done by Julie! Back then neither of us painted..we raised children. There isn’t anything more creative than that!
from our main room window this morning, 7 am.-ish, there was the full moon in the west on it’s way down, as the sky glowed pink from the sun rising in the east. don’t you love that?
when Daisy became ours, she was nearly four years old. Now she’s past 7 1/2. The wondrous thing about her is how slowly, but steadily, Daisy discovered the joy of a toy, of a treat, of a car ride, of a beach run. She was like a closed flower, waiting to open up in the warmth of the sun. And we were the lucky ones who were able to witness it.