You don’t know what you’ve got til it’s gone

This is an ode to one of my favorite places on earth.

I hope it stays like this forever.

I am NOT in favor of the land adjacent to it being sold for commercial use.

Let us hope that does not go forward.

If you would like to prevent that please see this page: The Fate of The Green Building.

Secrets in the Shadows

Silver and green
shades of mellow stillness
shine from
a shrouded mirror of fog.

Mythical mysteries lurk
within black pools
beneath the lillies
where time sleeps,
and dreams lie dark,
waiting.

Pave paradise and put up a parking lot!

Abbecombec 2019 – The Book

The first year I was there I was so enchanted by the beauty of the area that I took a lot of photos. Energized by the amount of quality images I captured that year, I created not one, but 3 photo books on Shutterfly.com. I then made a book of the surf pictures I’d accumulated up until then as a birthday present for my brother David.

I’ve taken a lot of photos every year since. But I haven’t taken the time and intensive effort to go through the 10,000s of images and try to select the best of the best and then to somehow organize those photos into a book. Until now.

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September 2019

I go to Nova Scotia every summer through the end of October and stay at my home on a drumlin (google it! LOL) that sticks out into the middle of a wide curving bay called Clam Bay. The community is named Abbecombec, which as it turns out, is derived from the native word for a wide curving bay.

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August 2019

I go to Nova Scotia every summer through the end of October and stay at my home on a drumlin (google it! LOL) that sticks out into the middle of a wide curving bay called Clam Bay. The community is named Abbecombec, which as it turns out, is derived from the native word for a wide curving bay.

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July 2019

I go to Nova Scotia every summer through the end of October and stay at my home on a drumlin (google it! LOL) that sticks out into the middle of a wide curving bay called Clam Bay. The community is named Abbecombec, which as it turns out, is derived from the native word for a wide curving bay.

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Embrace the Magnificent

Today’s thought of the day. An insight, a simple concept actually that smacked me in the head as George and I had a magnificent walk on the beach.

A day in the life. My life. You could have this too. All you have to do is say yes. Get out of your head, let go of worries and fears, and accept the gifts you’ve been given, that have been laid before you. Forget “no.” There is no happiness or freedom or joy or healing in no. Just say yes.

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Looking for Rainbows

Thunder is rumbling in the distance.
Raindrops streak the windows as I peer through
at squalls raking the silvered bay below.
Bursts of luminescence break through the gloomy skies 
spraying bright hope here and there, 
and so I step outside to look for rainbows.

This afternoon I find none, but as I wait, 
and these words form themselves in my mind,
the passing storm moves out to sea,
and now the sun warms my face.
and thoughts of love warm my heart.

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Cracking the Code

If you’ve been following my posts for even a short while, you’ve probably realized I look at the sky and clouds a lot and a huge percentage of the photos I share are of the sky, peering into the heavens above. Perhaps that’s because I am drawn to seek answers there, or to be inspired there, or to escape there, from this world down here. Perhaps all of the above.

This morning the clouds looked like a page full of Morse-like code, a message laid out above me, for me to understand and heed, if only I could decipher it. I could not interpret the message verbatim in human words, but the message I got was: this world is beautiful, just take time to see it, to experience it.

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Dreaming Dreamy Dreams

I dream. You dream. We all dream dreams. We dream them asleep and awake. I don’t usually remember the dreams I dream when I’m asleep. I do remember the dreams I dream when I’m awake and dreaming of the dreams I want to make real. Without conscious thought, I sometimes discover that I have made those dreamy dreams come true. Sometimes, when I least expect it, when I don’t even imagine it to be possible, the dreamiest of dreams becomes real…or seems about to become real.

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