A Spot Of Sunshine

You may have noticed that there is very little sunshine in our photos, and we often are wearing coats. Those of you who know me understand that I am loving this weather. But the folks who live here keep apologizing to us for the "awful" weather. It hasn't slowed us down a bit--and it turns out that the black flies are worse if the sun is out, so who would wish for that?? This afternoon we were walking through a few of the shops in Lunenburg. One of my favorites was "Out Of Hand," a store that sells the handcrafted wares of local artisans. The owner has three cats--two mostly black with white trim, and one white with black trim. So, I've gotten to pet kitties here. We went on to another store in which the proprietor was telling us about some of the items for sale. The sun momentarily came out and shone in through the window. The proprietor pointed to the spot of sunshinne on the floor and said, "And THIS is what sunshine looks like in Nova Scotia." Apparently they have been having rain in Lunenburg for three weeks.

Watching the Bluenose II leave today, I was reminded of a quote from Richard Bach's book, Illusions: "Don't hate saying goodbye, for goodbyes are necessary before we can say hello again; and saying hello again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends." Tomorrow Gin and I will say goodbye, to one another and to all of you following this blog. But we will say hello again...