Recently on Twitter I posted some photos of the backs of 18th-century gravestones in St. Paul's Cemetery in Halifax. The photos were taken in 1977 when I happened to visit the old burying ground at a moment when bright sunlight accentuated the patterns of tool marks created by the stone carvers. To my surprise over… Read More

This is the eleventh album selected from my little collection of photos, arranged in more or less chronological order. These slides were taken in the 1970s and early 80s. I started snapping photos of old shops while I was working on the restoration project at Sherbrooke Village. The images were useful visual references as we… Read More

Did you notice the spirit-lifting video of horses frolicking in fresh snow at the Halifax Lancers paddock? It was the medicine that tens of thousands of viewers needed back in early December. The images were so delightful, media outlets across the globe shared the joy. My mind went back to the winter of 2019 when… Read More

My last post revealed that sections of Halifax have changed so totally and quickly that they no longer feel like the city where I've spent my whole long life. This edition continues on that theme, plus some good old adventures in noticing. In late October we spent an overnight downtown as part of Sheila's birthday… Read More

In August we went downtown for the first time in quite a while. Walking along Birmingham Street with the Mills block demolished, and new and newish buildings to the right and left, I suddenly had the feeling you get when visiting a strange city: an excited sense of alertness because you don't know exactly where… Read More

This is an invitation to join a club, or perhaps it's a cult, that notices grave markers made of zinc. Our enthusiastic group has no name, so you could conjure up something catchy along the lines of Friends of Zinc, or the White Bronze Collective. Unlike birdwatching or tree identification, which require actual knowledge, you… Read More

In early September we spent four days in the Liverpool to Cape Sable portion of the south shore. One goal was to walk on beaches and that was achieved with ease. Staying on Summerville Beach means a panoramic view. . . watching the sunrise . . . and the sunset. Walking on the beach we… Read More

These days our mantra is "have more fun getting rid of stuff." It takes quite a bit of effort to do this well. Last month we said good bye to two quilts that have been in my family for about 160 years. These are not something that just "belonged to" an ancestor, these are things… Read More

At the end of Part Two we were in Country Harbour and headed towards Sherbrooke, territory that we know well. Little surprises If you are following our route on a map, marvel at the detour that we took to eat lunch on the beach at Port Hilford. Later I realized that this community beach is… Read More

Here I am waving to you, excited that the sun is shining for a second day and that we are about to continue our exploration of the far Eastern Shore. The community of Charlos Cove is on the other side of the cove of the same name (eponymous?). Seawind Landing Country… Read More