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
a shrouded mirror of fog.
Mythical mysteries lurk
Pave paradise and put up a parking lot!
within black pools
beneath the lillies
where time sleeps,
and dreams lie dark,
So I’m in Nova Scotia finally. After a summer in Happy Hollow, enduring the heat and humidity, so I could enjoy my meadow and my garden for a change, I finally loaded George and myself in the truck after Labor Day and made the long, long, long drive up to my getaway on the Eastern Shore of Nova Scotia. Continue reading
Today’s vocabulary words:
Awakening – coming into existence or awareness.
Requiescence – a state of rest or repose; peace, quiet.
Astaak is the native name for the point on which I built my home. It means “the sun comes out.” It overlooks Abbecombec, which is the native word for a wide curving bay and also the name of the village below my home along whose beaches I stroll almost daily. Continue reading
I’ve never studied yoga or meditation, but I believe I read somewhere that in order to achieve inner peace one must create the right atmosphere. I think perhaps I’ve managed to do that by finding my special Aerie on Astaak and spending a lot of time walking along the beaches and marshes below. Continue reading
Some of you may be wondering what exactly it is I do.
I think this video will answer that question better than I can with mere words.
This is what I do. I walk around and look at things. With George. Continue reading
Morning and evening in Clam Bay.
I once again took all my images and put them in a slideshow. Editing is hard!
The music selection doesn’t have anything to do with the imagery, I just hadn’t listened to Elvis Costello in a long time. Continue reading
I love the ocean. I love to surf. I love waves.
Getting back into surfing has been a challenge. More of a challenge than learning the first time, which was the most difficult thing I ever accomplished. It’s been frustrating and demoralizing at times to want to do it so badly and to just not be able to. I won’t give up. I can’t. Continue reading
I don’t know what’s up with me lately. I feel like I’ve been walking around in a fog.
I even thought I saw a white rainbow…a fogbow? Continue reading
A Saturnalian Rhapsody
Saturday at my home in Nova Scotia. Continue reading