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Well this it. We're finally at the end of our little adventure. We've been enjoying Wolfville Nova Scotia and the surrounding area for the last few days. Tomorrow we head into Halifax for our final day of our trip before catching a very early flight back to Calgary Saturday morning. We'll be weighed down by souvenirs and memories of our trip to last us for quite some time. There is plenty to see and taste here in Nova Scotia. Lobster rolls were first on the ...
... with the
owners we left to pack up and make a quick visit to the beach that Anne had
just recommended. The sun came out briefly for us and we all spent a pleasant
hour playing in the water which is much warmer than at home. Tom then tried to
coach Molly on her stone skimming techniques and we had a competition of who
had found the prettiest stone ...
... the birds over the summer despite my dire warnings that the feeder will attract squirrels. We now have a squirrel and chipmunk who regularly hang out on the back deck. Julie is at peace with the chipmunk who is content to eat up the crumbs that fall below the feeder. But, she is at war with the squirrel who insist on climbing up to the feeder to get more seed. The cheeky creature even tried climbing the screen to find a way into the house as he now ...
... I saw the statue of Evangeline which was erected by a railroad company in 1920. Henry Wadworth Longfellow's poem published in 1847 has been the catalyst for thousands upon thousands of tourists arriving in the area. Close by, in a farm field at Horton Landing, watched over by cattle is the Deportation Cross. -marking the British deportation of the Acadians. This happened during the French and Indian War. Acadie, Acadie! Thankfully many ...
... of the view to a wonderful moment or fond memory of my past.
For example, when I was young, my family lived in several magnificent old houses in Winnipeg, Manitoba and Red Deer, Alberta. I loved those houses and the grand old neighbourhoods they resided in. As a child, I loved walking down the streets in Winnipeg in the evening. I recall the seniors sitting on ...