In and Out

I know, I know: Fishing boats on a wharf.. AGAIN????
But these aren't just any fishing boats, and this is not just any wharf.

This wharf in particular is the heartbeat of the community of South Bar, where I spent the first 9 years of my life. 

And this boat specifically is named after my cousins, and is the very one I climbed on and under and played around in my uncle's backyard next door 30+ years ago.

I'm obsessed with the colours

And in a place this small, I'm probably related to the owners.

The very lungs of the community.

In...                            and                              Out.

Breath, tide, and lobsters...

...hauled in

...and then out.

Be The Light

Another post, another pile of lobster traps.

I grew up with the ocean in my backyard, and spent my early childhood watching my Papa tie lobster pot knots to the tune of "Oh My Darlin Clementine". We played hide and seek among the rows of traps and, out of season, around the shored up Cape Islander owned by my uncle next door.

So to me, it's not just another pile of traps, or post of wharf pictures. It's a spotlight on some of my happiest, most innocent memories, and they take me back every time.

This particular day I spent in the fishing village of Gabarus.

After 45 minutes or so of driving out of town, the road ends, as it does in so many parts of this island, on a wharf lined with colourful trolleys and tiny shacks, and surrounded by the big beautiful Atlantic.

Sometimes I get a surprise find like this marvelous piece of machinery, just waiting and begging to be photographed.

And always, there's that little little glow in my chest that comes from the smell of salt, the sight of weathered old wood, and the feel of the shore under my toes.

Sometimes I get lucky, and there's a lighthouse I can get to easily...

...and sometimes, I get so lucky as to be reminded of all the things I have to consider myself lucky for.

        

Love the people God gave you 'cause one day he will want them back.

"Travel light, Live light, Spread the Light, Be the Light"

Game Face: Ryder Cup 2020

As with everything else in the summer of 2020, the twelfth annual Ryder Cup Washer Toss Tournament took on a bit of re-shaping. Players and guests alike were invite-only in order to meet with government-mandated attendance regulations. Indoor time was limited to bathroom breaks, hand sanitizer was the theme of the party, food was pre-plated, and the original July timeline itself was delayed to the long weekend in September. By the time the day rolled around, everyone was ready to let loose and enjoy an old tradition, new twists notwithstanding.

Game face: on.

Or just close your eyes and hope for the best! 

Sponsored by...

...and brought to you by the cheer squad:

That look you get when you make it to the finals:

and that look ya get when you don't.

Game face.

Dad face.

Squishy face.

and laugh-til-you-cry face.

Whatever your game face looks like, it's bound to come out at the Ryder Cup.

Nice Pictures

"Wow, these are really nice pictures! You must have a really good camera!"

😐😑😐

I know it's easy to make pretty things pretty, but...

Water droplets on flowers. 

Shot with a Samsung Neo S5 from 2015.

The Biggest.

I live in a city where the biggest attraction is the World's Largest Fiddle...

...and the biggest dream is the World's Simplest Life.

Unacceptable

 I find it highly unacceptable that in this day and age where we can capture the sights, the sounds, and the texture of a place, we are still somehow still unable to collect that smell...

First of All

Everyone knows Louisbourg, Nova Scotia, for the Fortress. We've all toured it with our class as schoolkids, interacted with the costumed actors with our families, and driven by the gates on our way to Kennington Cove. Just across the harbour, though, is another gem that the history books don't talk about nearly enough: the pride of locals and the joy of the tourists who find their way there; the Louisbourg Lighthouse.

Construction of the original lighthouse on this site began in 1730 and was the very first lighthouse built in Canada. That building survived a fire and multiple sieges as control of the nearby fortress and town shifted back and forth between the French and the British until it was destroyed by fire in 1922. The current structure is the 4th installment, but the original foundations remain visible and documented at the site.

The skies were dramatic that day, providing polarized moods just minutes apart.

...and the sunset, though ominous, made for a spectacular backdrop worthy of this piece of our history.