Saturday, September 24th, 2016

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“Still Life with Mums”…The “mums” are there, and “life” is “still” happening on our deck, in late September. Drea is photographing a dried flower tea, blooming in her teacup. Noah, Jockel and I are all equalling amazed by it. We are immersed in blooms.

Friday, September 23rd, 2016

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The end of one season, the beginning of another. Mums say it’s so.

Friday, September 16th, to Thursday, September 22nd, 2016

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In Port Medway, lovely as always..

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Until we woke in the middle of the night to a strange sound…the well had run dry! This summer of sooo little rain has hurt those with dug wells. Hopefully, this summer’s weather will prove an anomaly…otherwise, the business to be in is the installation of drilled wells.

 

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Frank went back home (to water), and I went on to White Point Beach Resort, with my knitting pals, for a Knitting Retreat. This group has definitely been a real treat to be part of!  I loved this retreat and its location…waking up to the sound of waves, the huge sky, the plovers, the rocks, the sand. And the women…knitters knit while talking, walking, eating. Very accomplished individuals.

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Even the seaweed seemed to be in on the act. Knit two, purl one.

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A bit overcast in the mornings..

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A little side trip to Summerville Beach for a picnic.  The weather looked worse but it was all a bluff. We did get rain at night, but the days were wonderful.

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Camouflaged Plovers. I counted seven.

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And then there were sunsets..

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..and sun rises.

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Time to leave beautiful White Point, but first a visit to the lovely Carters Beach, and then to this secret beach (oh all right . . . Cherry Hill Beach) along the south shore. Mel and Kel in wet suits, body boarding. I wanted to be in the water too!  The constant laughter was reason enough to think I see a wet suit in my future. Thanks.

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…then even these two had to admit it was time to return to our other lives.

 

Thursday, September 15th, 2016

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So…I was on the Eastern Shore for a few days, and I returned to a “beheaded” sunflower…seems we had wind here…but the bee looked very content.

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…ummm, yummm.

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Meanwhile, fall suddenly started. I love this season.

Sunday, September 11th, 2016

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Taking a country drive on this emotional date…feeling safe, free, privileged in our small corner of the world. Here the apple trees grow row on row..

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..the blueberries as well.

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..and Frank and I have our own rows to pick. (we could have “rows” over disagreements..you have to love the strange English language).  In the hot sun, the sun that has shone on us all summer!

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The views on the way home let us know that the sun was going to be departing…and after this dry summer, we along with everyone else, can only hope it foreshadows rain. But sometimes it can all  blow over…like rows.  (pun intended)

 

Saturday, September 10th, 2016

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Final steps for the house interior, excluding all the basement work to come….live edge shelves in, filled…makes it feel finished now…well, it is finished, in fact.

Shelves on the other side of the fireplace too, and in the two piece bathroom. Whew…now we can concentrate on the other jobs. We actually love the creation part, the planning, doing, the results, so not unhappy to have more projects ahead of us.  I can’t imagine that a time will come when there is nothing left to do, inside or out, but it seems sort of idyllic, to be in our early 90’s, sitting on the deck, just enjoying all the work that went before, just being content.

Friday, September 9th, 2016

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This is the first year I have grown huge sunflowers from seed…This character had quite the puckered expression yesterday…sort of fierce.

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Amazing what a change a day can make.

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..and this is just the beginning of a lot of smiles coming to a place near ME.

Thursday, September 8th, 2016

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Well, getting back to our routines. I started a quilt, and had to laugh when I looked at the photo I took of it. I had been working in a different area of the studio, and just laid the quilt on “Noah’s” bed to get the photo. Only then did I realize it looked like my painting on the wall ( a Gee’s Bend quilt take off ) and my quilt on the couch! Clearly I am a one horse artist …stuck on one colour scheme…the entire first floor has this colour scheme too. Oh well, I obviously love it, so I’ll just carry on.

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Meanwhile, Frank too is back to his usual pursuits. Here he is fixing our leaking water rower, using computer instructions for DIYers (do it yourself) folks like him. Always grateful for the money  we save because of gutsy Frank! as really, that is what it takes before the skills can be developed. The more he dares to do, the more he can do.

August 16th to Wednesday, September 7th, 2016

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In the last few weeks, we’ve been very busy with family.  One of  my late “bestest” friend Judy’s sweet daughters and her sunny, funny, son came to visit. So happy to have had them, and  these two are definitely family!

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Lis, Marianne and I  had our annual “Judy MacLean Paint by the Sea”…and our toast to Judy..always missed.

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I spent a week in PEI with my four sisters-in-law. I love being part of this “pack”!  It’s not easy getting us altogether, from our far away homes, but the effort is worth it. We sometimes misbehaved (we’re 5 women together for a week, after all ) but the Police went easy on us.

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In Charlottetown, we found a blackboard that really made you think. I wrote down my wish to visit China to see the rice paddies and floral fields that look like amazing quilts. Seems I may have some company!

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I  loved meeting our new grandniece in PEI.  There is nothing like seeing a young woman, daughter, niece, friend, become a mother…the love that happens, always so beautiful.

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Lis and I drove back from PEI along the Glooscap Trail of N.S., which starts in Maitland, and ends in Brooklyn, and took a break to walk the seafloor at Burnt Coat, along that coast. It was thrilling to come across a sit-down meal being served out there…a fund raiser put on by “The Flying Apron” restaurant in Summerville, which we then also stopped at.  This meal at low tide is now on my wish list for next summer. Want to join me?

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Almost back to Wolfville, taking Highway 1. What a wonderful trip at dusk.

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Ryan and Tori came to visit for many days…had a great time on each one. We went to six wineries and a Cider House…a whole lot of “tasting”…not to be confused with drinking, and not all on one day.

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We also did rock finding at our secret beach, as well as going to Blue Beach to collect fossils. Always with an eye on the tide. Still in awe of that.

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Drea, Jockel and Noah were more interested in finding water for Noah’s pails…

 

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Good times. And now all the visiting is over, the “real life” starts again. Wait…we’re retired! Still…there are things to be done, and busyness will continue…but having a summer of visitors, and such a lovely warm summer too, was wonderful. (even Kaia had been one of our “visitors”).