Dear Nadia and Jack

Most of the posts in this book happened before you were born, but you did visit many of the places around Lunenburg.

The first photos are of a sightseeing walk with Nanny and Grandad.

Mummy and Daddy had gone to Halifax and we decided to give you a tour of Lunenburg.

You probably slept most of the way.

I hope these photos help you remember some of the special places in this quiet, little town.

Places that were special for you:

Lunenburg Academy

The Play Park

The Waterfront

Bluenose Academy

The Outdoor Pool

The Bluenose at the Wharf

The Dollar Store

The Supermarket

The Old Railway Trail

Bellybutton Beach

The Bandstand

The Car Park at the recreation centre

The Fire Station

The Farmer’s Market

The Library

800 Bluerocks Road

Fishing for mackerel at the Wharf

Going on the La Have Ferry

Catching crabs at Blue Rocks

The Fisheries Museum

St John’s Church

The cannon at the Visitor’s Centre – Nadia?

Discovering Lunenburg Acadamy

Grandad explaining Basketball.

The Blue Play Park

Getting to know the Bluenose.

This would be your school – if you’d remained in Canada.

A Lobster roll sounds yummy!

All that excitement tired you out!

You loved going in the back carrier.

You were always happy.

Having a snack at the beach.

Except poor Nanny and Grandad had to sit at the side in the sun!

It was so hot you had to be in the paddling pool most afternoons!

You loved your Strider bikes and raced around the car park, Bluenose Academy and the Basketball Court.

You always stopped at the bike racks to play music.

Pirate Day was great fun.

Nadia swapped her sword for John’s.

Belly Button Beach was your favourite.

We usually had it to ourselves.

You were interested in the fishermen at the pumpkin festival.

Nadia wanted to be part of the Royal family.

The Christmas trees at the bandstand were always fun.

There were more trees at the waterfront.

You played in the blue whale, even when it was painted tartan.

The red bell buoy was decorated.

Lobster pots were made into a Christmas tree.

The lights were magical.

We saw a wonderful display of the scenes from The Nutcracker at Mahone Bay.

One day you found a rope and played mountaineers on the Golf Course.

You see the whole of Lunenburg from the Golf Course.

You were always on the Bluenose when it was at home.

You can see the golf course behind you now.

I think you’re waiting to feed Ernie, the big black horse.

The waterfront was such an interesting place to walk. Nadia seems to be putting on a play and Jack will be being a pirate!

I’ve no idea what you’re looking at.

Nadia in a meditative mood.

You look a bit anxious here as you are just about to go into your Nursery School for the first time, with Miss Carol.

The Fire Station was behind the Nursery and we looked in every day.

They put on lots of days for the public to see their work – and to fund raise.

Your last trip to Belly Button Beach.

It was really Bachman’s Beach, but you called it Belly Button after the book by Sandra Boynton.

2017 was a very hot summer and you were trying to ride a bike with stabilizers and you scooted around your street on scooters.

So there were lots of ouchies!

This is your last picnic at 800 Bluerocks Road. The furniture has all gone into storage.

Goodbye Blue Rocks Road.

This is the start of a new adventure for you. We are at Halifax Airport heading for Scotland.

But our plane had an emergency landing at St, John’s, Newfoundland! We arrived in Glasgow 28th September, 2017.

Crescent Beach, February 2015

Today we had an exciting trip to Crescent Beach. The La Have River was frozen over. But the ferry was managing to keep the crossing clear.

The sea was a solid layer of ice, except for the pack ice on each side of the ferry. The ferry dragged itself through the blocks of ice.

Just getting onto Crescent Beach was quite a feat. The sea ice and snow made a solid bank.

There were loads of tree patterns in the sand, and ice stalactites.

It was good to walk on the sand without the fear of falling on ice.

The ferry was still keeping the route open as we drove home along the river.

Lunenburg Winter 2015

We didn’t have a white Christmas here at Lunenburg, but we’ve seen nothing but the white stuff since the New Year.

The Back Harbour is usually frozen over in the winter, but it seems even more so this year, with the covering of snow on top of the ice.

It’s difficult to see what is land and what is sea, although you can clearly see the ocean in the background.

The Polar Prince icebreaker, sits in the ice.

I have never seen the front harbour frozen like this, since we came here in 2007!

It doesn’t look as if the lobster boats are going to get to their traps any time soon.

The snow around the town is loaded onto lorries and cleared away, but there are still some big heaps.

Even more snow is heaped at the roadside at St. John’s Church.

Hanging icicles look very pretty.

Today is another snowy, stormy day, with several more snow days forecast for this week. I really love winter and snow, but it’s so cold that there’s not much we can do outside. It’s even too cold to go skiing!

Cape Split Revisited

The last time we visited Cape Split was in October 2012. What a thrill it was to hike this week-end and see the spring flowers.

The forest floor was white with these little white flowers. They had 5 petals and looked a bit like wood anemones. I think they are called Grass of Parnassus.

I love the vibrant pink of the Purple Trillium.  Cape Split must have the most specimens I have seen anywhere. There were hundreds of plants!

I photographed the old broken tree last time, but it has now lost one of its huge branches.

The white and yellow flower is called Dutchman’s Breeches. Seemingly, the flowers look like little pantaloons (upside down), hanging on a clothes line.

Of course the violets added colour everywhere.

At the end of the trail is Cape Split itself. The trail opens into a meadow and looks out over the Bay of Fundy. This is where we always sit to have our picnic and watch the seabirds.

The seagulls seemed to be happy that they were on an island.

There was more colour to be seen as we drove back through Scots Bay.

I remembered, too late, that I was going to look for Ami McKay’s house at Scots Bay. She is the author of ‘The Birth House’ and the book is set in this rural location. I reread this book after my last visit to Cape Split and could imagine the characters as she described them.