Keith and I took a "cultural walking tour" of Nova Scotia July 16-22; we met my sister, Beth, and her husband, Bill, for the trip. We had a great time! There was lots of walking and lots of eating, two of my favorite activities.
Most of the walks were in view of the ocean. There was often fog. I love the photo of the fog receding into the ocean; it really captures the meeting of land and sea.
I always seem to take pictures of birds.
I like to take photos of churches, too, although we saw nary a United Methodist church. Most of the churches we saw were Lutheran or Presbyterian. We walked through the sanctuary of a very old church in Lunenburg, viewed a trinity of churches from across the bay, and also toured a re-creation of a (Catholic) chapel in an Acadian village. Growing up in Louisiana, I had learned of the history of the Acadians, but I had never heard the history told from the context of Nova Scotia, which made it seem much sadder. The French Acadians were expelled from their homes in Nova Scotia by the British.
One day, we went whale-watching, and saw humpback whales. Do you know how difficult it is to take a photo of a whale while standing on a rocking boat?
The only parts of the trip that were less-than-wonderful were our flights to and from Nova Scotia. Let's just say that Keith and I did not enjoy spending most of our first night in JFK airport in New York. We did get to see Times Square at 2:30 a.m. and marvel at all the people, including children, out walking around.
I'm posting photos of beautiful Nova Scotia, including a driftwood scupture, a scenic path to the sea, a rock sculpture, Lunenburg as seen from a boat, a walkway over a bog through the forest, tree roots growing over an enormous rock, and -- of course -- flowers, including daisies (innocence), gigantic begonias (caution), and moss roses, which symbolize love.
"Love" seems a fitting word to end this iteration of my blog.