Plastic Flowers at Cemeteries

When I started my Blog, I planned to write about things I loved and hated about life in Nova Scotia. Someone has already commented that I don’t seem to have many dislikes, but that is because, apart from the road surfaces and the overhead electric cables, there are not many things I feel strongly against.

But, I have found another thing I am not too keen on.

I have seen people at the roadside selling plastic flower wreaths and these seem to be mainly to put at grave sides. These flowers are usually of the gaudiest colours and bear little resemblance to real flowers.

They may brighten up a dull grave yard in winter, but my feelings are that the colours look cheap ant tacky. I really am not a lover of plastic flowers.

Even when the colours are kept to a minimum and the flowers look more realistic.

I believe that some cemeteries do not allow any artificial flowers, and many have to be removed by the end of March.

I realise that real flowers are costly, but I do not think these bouquets will be inexpensive.  People want to demonstrate their love, by caring for their families graves.

Am I just being unfairly prejudiced against plastic flowers, or should they continue to be seen around the cemeteries?

Or if they are to continue should they look as realistic as possible?

Comments please.

Spring is here!

Yesterday was Good Friday, so we decided to have a trip to Digby on the Bay of Fundy, as we haven’t driven that far yet. Digby is a little  fishing town, famous for its scallops and is also the port for the ferry to Saint John in New Brunswick. It was almost a 3 hour drive, but it was a beautiful morning and the roads were empty, despite it being a holiday.

Digby harbour is not very different from any other but you can see what a fabulous day it was.

There wasn’t too much to interest us in Digby, most places being closed either because of the holiday or because they don’t open for the season till June. We had a look at the map and decide to head up the River to Bear River. We had no idea what it was like, just saw the name and followed the road signs. There was still snow at the sides of the road and in the woods, but this scene in a garden at Bear River was the first colour we’ve seen this year. I see these are called Chionodoxa or Glory of the Snow, which is an apt name for the first flowers after the snow.

Bear River is built on the Bear River!!! The first building we spotted was the Tourist Information Centre in a traditional Dutch windmill!

This Flights of Fancy store is a very nice Gallery shop with some really unusual crafts.

Unfortunately, it was closed and we could only window shop. One of the carvings in the window is from an elk’s antler, the other from a whale’s vertebrae. You can see me taking the photo and Jeff peering for a price label – which incidentally was $2,300!We had our picnic with us, so weren’t too concerned that the Changing Tides Diner was closed.

Or that Inn Out of the Fog, hadn’t yet started its season.

There was so much to see in this tiny community, that I will add a second article on it in a few days, so that you can see some more of the photos.