I set the table using items I've collected through the years. It's amazing how many different ways you can use items to create unique looks. The brunch went off without a hitch but the best part was being with our kids and grand-kids and celebrating the love we share. I hope your 2023 is filled with love and laughter.

My husband, Gene, and I picked up my son Kyle from his apartment. In the close quarters of the truck we wore our masks as we drove to Devon for our designated entry time. At the gate, we were given paper stars so we could "Wish Upon a Star". We each scribbled our wish down so we could hang our stars on the Wishing Tree.

The moment we entered, we could see twinkling lights as far as the eye could see. The path to the Aga Khan Garden was lined with star lanterns and above were dozens of fairy lights. It felt quite magical. As we entered the Garden we found the Wishing Tree and took a moment to close our eyes, make our wish, and hang our paper stars. Inside the garden was the "Tree of Life", a fairy village, woodland creatures, and a beautiful Snow Sprite dressed all in white and silver. Can you guess what we wished for? Mine was to see and hug my children who we had only seen via Zoom calls since the shutdowns occurred.

Star Lanterns Fairy House Fairy House Snow Sprite Woodland Creatures Woodland Creatures

A Kaleidoscope of Colour on the Snow Tree of Life

It was such a mild night we could take our time without freezing. Eventually we returned to the central entrance. We checked out the miniature village, stopped to have our photographs taken in the arch before we continued to the Kiromoto Japanese Garden. On our way, we met some other mythical winter characters. I could feel my mood improving, my step getting lighter, my heart feeling full of gratitude. Most people either wore masks or kept their distance and for the time we were there, I managed to let all the worry about the pandemic go. I felt marvelous.

Part of the Miniature Village Kyle, Gene and I in the Archway One of the Mythical Winter Characters One of the Mythical Winter Characters

Entering the Kurimoto Japanese Garden all the paths were visible as they were edged with dozens of small flickering luminary bags. The sound of carollers floated on the breeze across the garden. We began walking toward the sound. Along the way, an inviting alcove with dancing lights and hanging lanterns enticed us to enter. A little further along we discovered the location of the harmonic a capella music. Four costumed women stood (wearing masks) on an embankment in the snow. We stood listening for a while before continuing to a fire where visitors could warm themselves.

Entering the Kirimoto Japanese Garden Inside the Kirimoto Japanese Garden Alcove with White Lanterns and Dancing Lights Carollers Warming Fire

On the last leg of our tour, we came to Memory Lane. There, we were provided with candles and luminary bags to place in memory of a loved ones. A volunteer accompanied us to an appropriate spot along the path and then left us in privacy to pay tribute to our loved ones. Kyle wanted to remember his dad and Sam, our dog. We paused and reminisced some of the happy times experienced with them. Then in silence we moved toward the exit.  

The Entrance to Memory Lane Memory Lane The Exit

The experiences of the evening had lifted my spirits and reminded me that all the months of struggle this past year were worth it. Joy does exist in this world despite the challenges. It was a positive start to the Christmas season and set the tone for the rest of the month.

Mail Boxes depicting Jelly Bean Row Jelly Bean Houses One of the Shopping Areas in St. John's Jelly Bean Houses Fred's Record Shop was closed the last time I was in St. John's. Brightly Coloured Houses in St. John's

One of my Favourite Examples

The Cabot TowerOn the top of Signal Hill, Newfoundland

View of the Queen's Battery BarracksOverlooking St. John's, Newfoundland Canons by Queen's Battery Barracks Queen's Battery Defence Post View of Amherst LighthouseLooking out over the Atlantic Ocean Heading Back to the Parking LotEven on this blue sky day the wind brisk.

Today I wanted to highlight the colourful buildings and narrow streets of Outer Battery Village and the view of downtown St. John's with its Jelly Bean Houses.

Outer Battery VillageThe brightly painted houses settled into the cliff side in St. John's Harbour The narrow roads of Outer Battery VillageI was glad my friend Dave volunteered to navigate the car through the village! No Two Way Traffic HereThe roads through the village are so tiny.

Bright Colours Everywhere Along the Narrow StreetsThe village has welcoming people and colourful buildings A Splash of Colour in Outer Battery VillageCheerfully painted buildings dotted throughout the village

Birds Make a Cozy Home on the RoofI'm not sure if the inside of this building is inhabited but these birds seem to have made themselves a home. Outer Battery VillageI can't imagine living here but I'm so glad I had a chance to walk through the narrow streets and meet some of the friendly people.

Downtown St. John's, NewfoundlandView of St. John's from Outer Battery Village Colourful St. John's, NewfoundlandJelly Bean houses A Boat Heading Out To SeaLeaving St. John's safe harbour Heading Through the NarrowsHeading out to sea

When I've visited the west coast before I've always stayed close to Tofino but this time I booked into an AirBnB in Ucluelet. It was perfect.

On arrival, one of the hosts showed me an entrance to the Wild Pacific Trail, literally three houses away. On a bright sunny day we began our hike along the trail. It was amazing! The trail is well kept and there are solid benches at regular intervals so people can sit and enjoy the magnificent vistas. The trees along the trail have withstood extreme conditions. I spent time thinking how people could learn from these twisted, windblown botanical survivors. Storms may mold them but determination and the ability to adapt allow them to grow and even provide homes and shelter to other species.

These photographs are some of my favourites from our walk to the Amphitrite Lighthouse.

The Well Maintained Wild Pacific TrailThis is where we came in, just a short walk from our accommodations in Ucluelet

Our First Glimpse of the Ocean from the TrailThis was the entrance to the tiny cove by our AirBnB

Down But Not OutDespite being blown over, this tree is providing nutrients to small trees, lichen and insects.

Another View of this Gnarled Old TreeSmaller plants have found a home on top and below the tree.

Many Ships met their End Along this CoastThe small islands dot the coast and we could hear the warning bells coming from the bouys.

Amphitrite LighthouseWe sat on a conveniently located bench overlooking the lighthouse which was built in 1915.

Waves and rocks surround Amphitrite LighthouseWe watched the waves break over the rocks on this calm sunny day.

Blue and Turquoise Shimmer in the Light.There is something soothing about watching the waves on a calm day.

On the Rocks Below the Amphitrite LighthouseI always feel like I'm "home" when I'm at the ocean.

Two Young Lovers Take a Selfie on the RocksThe rocky terrain was a little too challenging for me but these two made it to the ocean.

Another Valiant Tree Determined to SurviveSeveral trees along the trail had twisted branches.

Nature's SculptureI think this is a work of art.

A Small Fishing Vessel among the IslandsWe watched as this small fishing vessel made it's way through the channel. It looks so insignificant against this backdrop.

I hope you enjoy the images. If you get a chance to visit that area, stop, it is well worth the time.

Sign at the entrance of Cathedral Grove

Part of the TrailThe sun made everything glow in the forest. Stunning.

Carpet of FernsThe floor of the forest was covered with ferns. They were so luscious and green.

Moss Covered LogEverywhere you looked there were delicate mosses and seedlings.

Parting Through the Fallen TreesSome of the trees toppled over across the trail during big storms but park workers cut them so the path is still free.

Sunlight Shining through the TreesAlthough the forest is quite dense, the sunlight still manages to filter through the branches. Hanging Moss Glowing in the SunlightWhen the sunlight illuminates the hanging moss it truly is magical.

Small Lumps of Moss Cling to the Tree TrunksThe trunks of trees provide a home for mosses and lichen.

Glowing Embers of Fall The deciduous trees were turning colour when we were there and as the sun hit those yellow and brown leaves nature revealed brilliant hues.

The Largest Tree in the ForestIt's difficult to judge how huge these ancient trees are without something to show scale. They look like they touch the sky.

The Big TreeWhen you see this sign next to "The Big Tree" it helps you understand how grand these ancient inhabitants of the forest are.

What History this Ancient Tree has WitnessedI felt incredibly small next to these giants.

Time to Depart Cathedral GroveAll too soon it was time to leave and head toward the coast.

While in St. John's, Newfoundland, I visited the waterfront Terry Fox Memorial site. His story is amazing and heartbreaking but the difference he made in our world is incredible. You can read more about his story here.

After driving from there to the Terry Fox Memorial in Thunder Bay (where he was forced to end his marathon due to the return of cancer), I cannot fathom how this young man kept running. It is beyond my comprehension. I am so glad that the Terry Fox Foundation continues to be very active in raising funds.

Their Mission:

To maintain the vision and principles of Terry Fox while raising money for cancer research through the annual Terry Fox Run, Terry Fox School Run, as well as via memoriam donations and planned giving.

I am posting this with the hope that folks encourage schools to participate on September 28, 2018, or at least plan for next years an annual event. All these years after Terry Fox bravely started this quest, we still haven't found a cure. I lost my husband to cancer 10 years ago, I'm sure there isn't one family untouched by this terrible disease.

As Terry said: “I’m not a dreamer, and I’m not saying this will initiate any kind of definitive answer or cure to cancer, but I believe in miracles. I have to.”

Terry Fox Statue in St. John's, Newfoundland In St. John's at the Terry Fox Memorial In St. John's at the Terry Fox Memorial In St. John's at the Terry Fox Memorial"I just wish people would realize that anything's possible if you try, dreams are made if people try. Marathon of Hope MapAfter driving this distance in my Mini Cooper, I cannot comprehend how he ran that distance. Terry Fox Statue in Thunder Bay The magnificent view from the Terry Fox Memorial in Thunder BayThe majesty of this view seemed to pay a special tribute to Terry's accomplishments. A View to RememberI sat in quiet contemplation on one of the benches close to the statue of Terry Fox in Thunder Bay. I was overwhelmed by the courage he embodied. I'm so glad I took the time to drive off the highway and see this.

I started my Mini Happy Adventures in St. John's, Newfoundland at Gower Street United Church. I met my friend Dave there because it's the church he attends and it is such an historic building, he wanted me to see it. The lovely Office Manager, Linda, gave me a tour. The stained glass is magnificent. The wooden ceiling, and other wooden features are superb. The place is huge! Anyway, I'll let the photographs speak for themselves. I'm so glad I got to see this church. Gorgeous!

They met during their high school years at Provost. Jack says Copie left a big impression on him the first time she pitched a softball at him. It was so fast and hard that he felt the sting right through his glove! She was not a typical girl then and from what I know of her, she is still an exceptional and unique woman. After completing school, Jack signed up to serve in the Navy during World War II and Copie became a teacher and taught a couple of years in country schools, then in Barrhead, Provost, and St. Albert High Schools. Despite the distance between them, their friendship blossomed into love. Jack headed back to see her every chance he had. On one such leave, he presented her with an engagement ring (it was way too big but wrapping string around it prevented it from falling off). Both of them remember with extreme clarity the war ending on May 6, 1945 but it was another 10 months before Jack was discharged from the armed forces. In July 1946 they were married and a year later their first child arrived. They have three sons and a daughter who bring them much joy. They are always grateful for the conversations and visits with their children and their grandchildren.

Jack (age 94) Copie (age 97)

During their marriage they found common ground enjoying both Square and Ballroom Dancing. They remember people stopped to watch them as they moved in perfect harmony. Jack reminisced about the Viennese Waltz and then out of the corner of my eye I saw Copie grinning, "We also really had fun doing the 'Jitter Bug'." she interjected. Their faith and church is an important component of their lives. I could tell from talking with them that their faith journey, even now, is a work in progress learning, growing, and developing new ideas as the world changes. They were founding members of Kirk United Church in Dovercourt and being great organizers tackled some challenging events while serving on the board and various committees. They also created some cherished memories with family and friends at their lake lot nestled among the trees. Then there are the overseas trips, journeys to Israel, Greece, Egypt, Norway, Spain, Portugal to name a few and a wonderful vacation in the Maritimes. These things make for a rich life well lived.

I asked them what was the key to having such a long marriage?

Jack and Copie Married in 1946 approaching their 71st anniversary July 18, 2017

Their reply: Forgiveness, acceptance, and family. Copie remarked "you forgive as much for yourself as for the other person". Over the years they discovered they were actually very different from one another but with respect they worked through those differences and knew they could always rely on each other no matter what. During the times married life was hard they said they stayed together partly because of their children, and grandchildren and partly because they had so much history together, they knew they didn't want to give up but rather find a way forward, together. When I asked Copie what their differences were she thought for a moment and then with a shrug she laughed and said, "I really can't remember anymore." Jack, his eyes filled with love and fighting back tears, finally moved his gaze from his wife of 71 years to look at me, I asked was there anything else they wanted to say about their marriage? With deep emotion he spoke. "I've never loved her more than I do today." Jack and Copie Jack and Copie gave me a card with poetry by Barbara Cage which they felt summed up their own feelings about marriage. Due to copyright I cannot share the entire poem but in summary:

"Marriage Is...

Commitment, Loyalty, Hard Work, Listening, Compromise, Respect, Learning from Mistakes, Acceptance of the Other's Faults, Willingly Adjusting Behaviours that need to be Changed, Patience, Forgiveness.

Marriage is unconditional love at its most understanding and vulnerable - love that supports, comforts, and is determined to triumph over every challenge and adversity.

Marriage is a partnership of two unique people who bring out the very best in each other and who know that even though they are wonderful as individuals... they are even better together."

Note: For many years Copie was my go to whenever I needed a proof reader or editor. She was an avid reader and I depended on her immense knowledge of grammar and spelling to correct mistakes in newsletters and long annual reports. I cannot imagine how she dealt with losing her eyesight during the past years but I have never heard her complain and she amazes me with her determination to remain as independent as possible. I count both Jack and Copie as dear friends and thank them both for sharing their story in this Love Stories Project.

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Jennifer:

I see these other folks that generously told their beautiful stories about their families and their partners for this project and that is love we can admire.

Right now, I am single. I have had a few serious long term relationships that ended as they sometimes do, not in death but for other, various reasons, someone moves away, a couple drifts apart, someone makes a decision to move on.

I have found that I need to keep an open mind as to how the universe sends love to me, because it's not always in a person I expect. A lot of people in this world are currently single as I am and what some may not realize is that single folks love, and feel loved in abundance. A relationship is a success if it brought joy and kindness to both/all people involved. Some are short term, lasting only a few months, others last years and I value all of them for what I gave someone else and what I have learned and received from them. I love and am loved by family, friends and romantic partners. Each person I love makes me a better person and I am grateful for them all.

What is love to me? Accepting others as they are, showing kindness and respect and trying to understand the differences between individuals. Learning and growing by knowing each other and giving joy and support to each other.

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What love means to Susan:

"Love is the only thing in this world that does not hurt."

When I think of my mom, I think of strength, determination, her firmness of purpose with regards to her beliefs, her ability to soldier on through any of life's difficulties. From her I learned the strength of a mother, the true love of a mother. The defining breath to stand for her children, no matter what. I learned the love that I could then provide for my son. My son, who has taught me so much about focus. How being focused produces a clear visual definition to a goal and is what makes it so possible. Someone I can completely be myself with and enjoy his company to the fullest extent. Despite his constant sense of humour, and a nonchalant way of expressing himself, he always maintains a high level of understanding. When I look at him, I see the world and all its possibilities. My mother and son, their love completes me.

The love and pride shines in this image of grandmother and grandson.

I've witnessed firsthand the relationship Susan has with her son and mother and it is inspiring. Thank you Susan for sharing your Love Story.

Sandie:

Sometimes you look up and love is literally written in the sky. This is what happened.

It was the last day of our trip to Florida. I was sitting by the pool reading my book when I noticed the “L”. The pilot then went on to spell L.O.V.E and I was called back to conversation we had had that very morning in which he said “I love that we travel - that we go on these adventures - that we do this together - I love you and I love our life.”

I recently spent an afternoon with Kisa and her two children. As I approached their home, the first thing I noticed was a heart, made from willow branches, hanging on the door. It was an indication of the warm, loving atmosphere I'd experience inside the house. The afternoon was filled with dance, crafts, Lego construction, and stop animation movie making. At one time Kisa and her husband were uncertain if her health issues would bar them from parenthood but in the end they had these two beautiful children - certainly worth the wait.

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What love means to Kisa:

I love being a Mom. At one time, I told myself that if I didn't have kids (for whatever reason) I would be happy. I was fortunate to have a job, a wonderful husband, time and space to be creative. Now, I can't picture my life without my children.

When I listen to them laugh my heart soars with happiness.

I love my son's accepting and kind nature. He smiles easily. I am so proud of his creativity and his perseverance. His creativity shines through when he plays with Lego, and in the stories he writes and the drawings he does at school.

I love my daughter's easy laughter and her imagination. She plays for hours with her toys, stuffed animals. She has boundless energy - wanting to be outside playing. She has an amazing memory for faces and details. Her love of dance and making up moves is infectious. She gets us up moving!

Watching them together play and use their imagination brings me great joy. To see the love they share for one another means the world to me.

I love cuddling with them both and feel so lucky to have them.

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Brandan:

"Everything I learned about love I learned from my mother. I was blessed that I was born to a parent who loved me unconditionally, freely and in a way that nobody ever would or ever could again. My Mom died in August 2017 and I had my first child (a baby girl Hazael) in June two months before. When Hazael was born I finally understood how much my mother loved me.

I had never thought about what it would feel like to create a child and give birth to that baby. See her face for the very first time and hear her cries and feel the instantaneous overwhelming need to protect that life. She was my miracle.

When my mother's journey came to an end in a physical way the love I felt for her became overwhelming. I finally understood exactly how she felt about me and it made losing her all the more tragic. I know that Hazael's soul chose to come at a time when I needed it. I don't think I could have experienced such great loss without falling apart, but knowing that I had my sweet baby girl to take care of made it bearable.

I know my mother is around me all the time, loving me from above. I can hear her voice in my head when I look at my Hazael's toothy grin, when she's smiling or crying or learning something new. I thank my mother for teaching me how to love her.

My mom was there at my first breath and I was privileged enough to be there for her last. Love for me is continuous and infinite, there are no boundaries or time restrictions and I hope, as I watch Hazael grow, that she can feel that love compounded from her Grandma and I for the rest of her life. She is my great love story."

This first story demonstrates that quote perfectly. This family have found strength in their love and courage to continue on after losing their eldest child, Naomi, to cancer in 2013 at the age of eight. Immense grief might have paralyzed them or torn them apart, but instead each one of them makes a huge difference in the world.

Victor and Melinda celebrate their 16th anniversary in May 2017. Their children, Daniel and Phoebe, are bright happy children and I thoroughly enjoyed spending time with them this past week during our photo session. The love they all feel for Naomi is not diminished because of her death, the connection between them transcends space and time. Each year the family organizes "Naomi's Ride" which takes place the last weekend of June to raise money for the "Neurosurgery Kids Fund". (More information here). This month, on February 23, they are participating in a head shave to raise money for the Kids With Cancer Society. Daniel has his own fundraising page here. If anyone proves that love is stronger than despair, it is this family.

Melinda:

"To me Love means letting go.

When I first got married it was letting go of Me to embrace We.

When we first had kids it was letting go of Have To to embrace Get To.

When our kids entered school it was letting go of My Baby to embrace the Mark They Would Leave on the World.

And when our daughter was sick, and modern medicine was no longer working, it was letting go of the Future and embracing the Now.

Now that she is no longer here with us, Love means letting go of Why Me and embracing the Change We Can Be in our World.

Open hands, open hearts, filled to overflowing."

Thank you Melinda, Victor, Daniel, Phoebe and Naomi for sharing your Love Story. (Family Portrait visible on the wall "Shania Leigh Imagery")

EzraLiving life to the fullest

Meet Ezra. He's 93 years old. In his mid eighties he moved into town, lived in a home, found it hard to get around. After living all his life on a farm, working cattle and riding horses this new life didn't hold much joy. Then something happened... he had two knee replacements, regained his mobility, built a small house on a piece of his property in the country, then proceeded buying some quarter-horses.

He's amazing! He now has about two dozen horses who come running at the sound of his voice. As we stood in the yard, one of the horses let out a loud whinny signaling the others to come galloping from the far end of the quarter. Ezra grabbed a pitch fork and began heaving hay over the fence for them to eat. They gather around him even though food is available at the end of the corral. They are obviously thrilled to be near him.

The horses summer in a pasture about ten miles away from Ezra's home. He regularly hops in his truck and drives to check on them. No matter where they are they come running at the sound of his truck. As he strokes their foreheads, his face lights up, his sparkling eyes crinkle, and his smile stretches broadly across his weathered skin.

I asked him what keeps him so young? He laughed and said, "Each day when I get up, I look out the window and see those horses, well, it makes my day." He's passionate about the horses which in turn makes him passionate about his life.

Our waitress, Pamela, came from Greece and is studying for her masters degree in business. We so enjoyed her terrific service and good conversation. I hope once she graduates she finds work more appropriate for her skill level.

After tasting the delightful lunchtime pasta selection we ventured across the street and walked through the park.

It's been a very mild winter here this year which I appreciate. I became so accustomed to the warmer temperatures in Nova Scotia I was dreading the bitter cold normally associated with an Albertan winter but so far we have been blessed. All in all it was a great day in "Little Italy."

Supper this evening was at the Caribou Grill in Valemount. The food was exceptional and the pricing reasonable. Our drive back to our motel was lit by rays of sunlight streaking through the storm clouds. Such a perfect day.

From there we started back down the river, the wind blowing in my face and surrounded by some of the most magnificent country, I breathed deeply and was filled with gratitude for having this opportunity. What an incredible gift Michael bestowed upon us sharing "his" country in this way. I would highly recommend taking one of the many river tours if you are ever in the area.

After a full day on the river we were hungry and stopped at the newly opened Evergreen Pub in Terrace. The food was above average. I had pork stuffed with some sort of delicious concoction. Feeling comfortably full we headed back to our motel and snapped a picture of one of the many beautifully painted bears which decorate the streets.

A phenomenal day!

In Prince Rupert we spent the afternoon walking the waterfront and browsing through the wonderful little stores and the informative visitor centre. "Smiles" was the stop for supper. Our table overlooked the harbour and we thoroughly enjoyed watching a seal feed on the scraps tossed into the water by fishermen. Our meal contained halibut, salmon, shrimp, oysters, and scallops - delicious.

What a great day!

Exchamsiks River Exchamsiks River This Tansy plant is an invasive species. There are signs reminding the public not to pick them. Native housing - each building housed 12 people. European housing - each building housed one family. Japanese housing - each half of the duplex housed one family. This building housed the single men. Company Store Company Store Company Store Wooden water pipe with a long history. "Home for lost soles" - the shoe tree just outside Prince Rupert. Prince Rupert Harbour In September 1985 Kazukio Sakamoto took his vessel, the Kazu Maru, out to fish in local waters. Tragically neither he nor the boat returned home. A year and a half later the Kazu Maru was found in Skidegate Channel (the body of water that separates the north and south islands that make up Haida Gwaii) by the DFO patrol vessel Sooke Post. It was quickly established that the overturned vessel had been a considerable time at sea. Eventually the Kazu Maru was taken to Prince Rupert where she was restored and an open shed was built for display. A plaque nearby commemorates her voyage and a park surrounds the shed, built as a dedication to all mariners whose lives have been lost at sea. Sakamoto’s wife referred to the Kazu Maru as ‘the love of his life’ and indicated he would have been happy to know the little craft was part of a park honouring mariners, recognizing the danger of a life at sea. Coincidentally, the two cities of Owase and Prince Rupert had become ‘sister cities’ in 1968 so it’s perhaps appropriate that this stoic little craft should find its way across the seas to her ‘second home port’ of Prince Rupert. On the way back to Terrace.

When we drove to Kitimat, the road was lined with golden wild flowers. We found the foundation of the Hudson's Bay building - all that remained were moss covered stairs. I saw some beautiful Foxgloves which reminded me of my childhood in England. We had a magical day.

We stopped for lunch in Houston. What a beautiful little community. The food in "Tea Gallery with a Twist" was delightful.

Our second stop was in Moricetown to watch the native salmon fishing. Today the men are tethered to the slippery rocks but in days gone by they relied on strength and luck. It was fascinating, I could have stayed and watched all afternoon.

Tonight we are settled into our room in Terrace and I look forward to meeting Gene's brother-in-law tomorrow and seeing some more of the wonderful sights in this area.

Today we journeyed from Edmonton to Prince George stopping in Jasper for lunch. One of the highlights was seeing Mount Robson without clouds covering its peak. Most of the highway from Jasper to Prince George is lined with magnificent purple Fire Weed - I've never seen so many. Their vibrant colours just glowed in the sunlight.

Please enjoy the photos from our day.

Moose

Caribou

Deer

Black Bears Calves Snowy Owl

Puffins

Swan

Ducklings

Alpacas

Creatures from the Sea

Horses

Blue Heron

Turtle

We have been so fortunate to have a close up view of so many creatures.

The country is magnificent around Lake Superior and at times looking out over the Lake all I could think was how much it looked like paradise. We took the time to pull into a few look-out areas to drink in the beauty. One of these places notes the sinking of the Edmund Fitzgerald and I will never hear Gordon Lightfoot's song again without remembering that spot.

We arrived at Wawa and settled in to our cabin for the evening. In the main building they had a restaurant which served German fair so Gene had some traditional jagerschnitzel and spaetzle. As I wasn't feeling my best I stuck with a salad. After supper we went into the town of Wawa and discovered that "Clara's Big Ride" festivities were in progress. We visited the General Store which was full of fascinating articles for display and sale. There are several Giant Geese sculptures in the town as it lies on a migratory path.

We spent the evening down on a beach that our waitress told us about. You have to drive quite a ways on a dirt road but the view is worth it.

The next day we rose early and got on the road. We stopped in Parry Sound for lunch and walked around the water front. Our camp for this night would be in Sudbury in yet another Comfort Inn. Across the street from the hotel was an "All You can Eat" restaurant serving Chinese, Japanese, and Korean food. We took our time savouring some old favourites like Teriyaki Beef and Rainbow Roll as well as trying some new dishes like deep fried banana and mango mousse. I took a picture of the washroom signs because I thought they were so funny.

One more day of traveling until we will reach Upsala...

I went to school with Celia and enjoyed working a conference with her in Halifax. She's a wonderful photographer and recently had her own show - "Tea with Me". Thanks for making the time for a visit - great to see you.

We visited several galleries including: First Peoples, European, Chinese Temple Art, Rome, Chinese Architecture, and glanced at several others. We loved it and wished we could return another day (s). Here are some images from our time there.

Our first adventure was taking the subway and bus to Casa Loma. Gene and I had both seen the outside of the building and wanted to explore the interior. To find out more about the history of this magnificent Toronto landmark click here.

After an incredible afternoon exploring Casa Loma we went to an Italian restaurant on Bloor. We relaxed while we had tomato and kale soup, followed by halibut, and for desert - tirimasu and coffee. Walking around Toronto there is always something interesting to see from squirrels stealing bird food to a variety of architecture to a large diverse population. More Toronto adventure to follow...

The three of us went to an awesome little Thai restaurant for a late lunch before heading back to Rob's home for a relaxing evening visit with Joanne. They live in a beautiful area of the province called Cold Springs (near Cobourg). The evening flew by and all too soon we had to say goodbye. I'm hoping we can stay in touch now we have found each other.

We stopped at the Iroquois Lock and we were fortunate to see two ships go through. It's a pretty tight fit but all went smoothly.

Our next stop was at Gananoque which is located overlooking the Thousand Islands. Of course we couldn't see all the islands but the area is very picturesque. In the harbor we saw a turtle and a great blue heron. What a treat.

Our home base for the evening was Cobourg. Many years ago, in the early 70's, Gene lived in Toronto and one of his dear friends from that era lives close by. What a thrill to see Gene and Rob reunited after 40 years and to meet Rob's lovely wife Joanne. Some friendships are very precious, this is one of those - the two men talked as if no time had passed at all. We went out for supper together and made plans for the next day.

Once there we decided, as our time was limited, to use a caleche to view as much as we could. The driver gave us a running commentary as he drove through the narrow streets and we managed to see a great deal in our hour tour.

After our romantic ride, which ended in the square outside Notre Dame Cathedral, we looked at some wonderful sculptures and then entered the magnificent old church. I sat mesmerized by the grandeur of the architecture and ornamentation. There is so much to see it is hard to take it all in.

Once again our tummies dictated we find a restaurant. On one of the cobbled streets we discovered a lovely patio to sit in the shade and try some completely new dishes. We started with Greek Salad and then Gene had wapiti, pickled pearl onions, cranberries, blueberries and mushrooms in a red wine sauce and I sampled the rabbit in a maple cream sauce. The mouth-watering food was to die for. As we sat savoring our meal, we were serenaded by a street violinist and someone making their own "Cause I'm Happy" video. What a great day!!!!

It was time for supper and so we drove to Ste-Anne-de-Bellevue and had supper on the patio at Peter's Cape Cod Restaurant. We watched the boats coming and going through the Ste-Anne-de-Bellevue canal. I was stuffed after eating a salad and a mound of mussels but still found enough room for my birthday dessert. The waiters served me a piece of cake with a sparkler in it and sang happy birthday. It was a fabulous birthday.

My last memory of Nova Scotia is the wind farm at Amherst and the beautiful Lupins growing wild along the roadside.

We entered New Brunswick and drove until we reached Fredericton. Most of the journey through the province was veiled in low lying mist and clouds with some rain thrown in for good measure. We have visited New Brunswick during our stay in the Maritime's and enjoyed its wonderful parks and landmarks. This time we wanted to reach Montreal and visit my brother-in-law Milt so it was straight driving with little time for sight-seeing.

Milt's home in Point Claire...

Milt lives in a beautiful neighborhood close to a lake, parks and a golf course. Shortly after arriving we went for a walk and here is what we saw within a few blocks of Milt's house.

We drove quite a distance that day and finally stopped at Marble Mountain, just outside Corner Brook. The accommodations were superb and dinner absolutely perfect. After indulging in a gourmet meal, we retired to our spacious room and slept like logs!

In the morning we set out again and finally experienced gorgeous blue skies and sunshine. On a side-trip to Cape Saint George we found an Alpaca Farm on the cliffs overlooking the ocean. Having such perfect weather was a fantastic way to end our stay in Newfoundland.

We grabbed a quick meal before boarding the ferry for Nova Scotia but this time we managed to book a berth - truly the way to go!

We absolutely adored Newfoundland and we will never regret the time spent exploring there. The people are friendly and generous, the landscapes magnificent, and the communities welcoming and hospitable. I hope the rest of the country can cope with the bar being set that high!

Before supper, Dave took us to a favourite record shop where he purchased a couple of "Buddy Wasisname and the Other Fellers" CDs for us. Then we had a very special treat - he took us to a private club called "The Crows Nest". He served in the forces as an officer and so he is allowed to bring in guests. We felt very privileged. There are many artifacts from WW2 and we found the stories fascinating.

Our final stop of the day was at the Magic Wok Eatery. The food was incredibly good.

Thank you Dave for your wonderful hospitality. Spending some quality time with you is one of the highlights of this trip.

We started by driving to the most eastern point in Canada, Cape Spear. It was foggy but my dear husband Brian had always wanted to go there so Gene and I didn't mind a little cold and fog to accomplish this. There were some icebergs in the bay - it was eery.

We went into down-town St. John's and walked the colourful streets, popping into some great little shops. We had lunch at Rocket Bakery and Fresh Foods and while we were there some musicians started playing traditional Newfoundland music. My foot started tapping, it was wonderful. After having a delicious lunch we started our climb up the steep streets to the Anglican Cathedral and the Roman Catholic Basilica.

The immense history stored in these two buildings (the Anglican Cathedral and the Roman Catholic Basilica) is powerful and the magnificence of the architecture awe inspiring. In the Basilica I was fortunate enough to talk with the organist who kindly took me behind locked doors to the choir loft where the huge pipe organ is located. She played for me and the joy on her face and power of the music had me tearing up.

Our next stop is truly a highlight - we went into the convent next to the Basilica and waited for a guide to take us in to see the "Veiled Virgin", an incredible sculpture. Gene and I both stood dumb-struck and in tears as we tried to understand how the artist had accomplished the illusion of the veil lying gently on the woman's skin.

By now we were a bit thirsty so we dropped in to the famous Duke of Duckworth Pub and had a beer and enjoyed the atmosphere. We had been told they had the best fish and chips but we were just too full from lunch to partake. Perhaps next time.

Our last stop, before joining Dave for the evening, was Signal Hill. From here you can see all of St. John's, the harbour and the ocean beyond. No wonder this is one of the most secure habors anywhere. The view is magnificent!

We ended the day by going out for supper at the Wild Horses Restaurant in Portugal Cove. All in all it was another great day in Newfoundland.

Cheri's little girl was an absolute trooper as we walked along the cliffs to watch the puffins. They lay their eggs in small "caves" they create in the soil on the edge of the cliffs and they dive to the frigid water to catch fish. The winds are so severe we all sat down to avoid being blown off the edge but these little birds are hardy and spend the "summer" months in this local.

When we could no longer stand the cold we made a hasty retreat back to the car and found the closest restaurant where we had a home cooked traditional Jiggs dinner consisting of salted beef, boiled together with potatoes, carrot, cabbage, and turnip. Pease pudding and figgy duff are cooked in pudding bags immersed in the rich broth that the meat and vegetables create. Condiments included mustard pickles, and pickled beets. After surviving the wicked cold we were ready for some calories... this did the trick to warm us up!

Two of the many root cellars in Elliston The rugged coast where the puffins hang out. Puffins Puffins The frigid waters where the puffins dive for fish. Cheri, her daughter and Gene returning to the car from watching the puffins. The restaurant - warm and welcoming Cheri (somewhat wind blown) and her daughter (enjoying her ice cream to the fullest!) Homemade Jiggs Dinner - Delicious! I was warm after eating this.

On our search for icebergs we had the good fortune to see a snowy owl and he kindly posed for us - for just a little while...

Cheri Brushett - thoroughly enjoying our photo adventure. Snowy Owl Dungeon Provincial Park

She (and her daughter) took us to a place called Trinity, located on Trinity Bay. It was settled in the 18th century. The town contains a number of buildings recognized as Registered Heritage Structures by the province. To warm up a bit, we stopped for a delicious lunch in the Trinity Mercantile. Despite the damp cold, Cheri's daughter (who is only 2 years old) was a gem the entire time. Just before we left, we stopped at the chocolate shop and bought some divine dark chocolate - it is to die for.

On the way out of the tiny community, we saw some mussel farms. Really an unusual sight for us Prairie folk.

We had a totally awesome time.

The Chocolate Shop The Chocolate Shop Mussel Farm Mussel Farm

Many people harvest wood to heat their homes and along the roadside are piles of chopped wood. Initially we thought it might be commercial enterprises but after talking to a forestry officer, we discovered these are for personal use. There were lots of wooden sleighs at the wood collection points. I remember seeing these in old paintings of the Maritime Provinces.

There are quite a few roadside gardens. The province is mostly rock but when the roads were built, the government shipped in good top soil. The local people do not let it go to waste. We met a lovely couple, Drusella and Doug Elliott, who were busily planting a crop of potatoes in a section of ground they work. These gardens are often miles from the gardener's home. Po

Port aux Choix has a large shrimp packing plant and boasts a large fishing fleet. They also have someone with a sense of humour from the statue found outside Ben's Studio.

We stopped at the Torrent River Salmon Interpretation Centre which unfortunately was closed but we still enjoyed walking the trails and seeing the outside of the "fish ladder" which assists the salmon to migrate for spawning. We

We couldn't pass through Gander without stopping to see the North Atlantic Aviation Museum. Gene was in his element having worked in the aviation business since 2000. I enjoyed watching him enthusiastically check out all the planes and displays. It's a wonderful place to visit.

We saw the ship The Snorri which is an exact replica of a Viking ship called a knarr. For more information about the Snorri click here

We really enjoyed getting to wear hats and helmets too ;)

The Snorri

Squash Soup Mandarin and Beetroot Salad Falafel and Black Bean Burrito Lemon Cake Figgy Duff

It is so worth the trip.

We booked into our Bed and Breakfast, The Fishing Point, before going to the Lighthouse Restaurant for supper. After a dinner including various seafood delicacies, we went exploring. Gene enjoyed checking out the PBY flying boat located in the centre of the town. There was lots of ice in the harbor and fog hung over the water. The combination of the setting sun and the pack ice created wonderful colours in the water. Here are the images for our stay in St. Anthony.

As we started to head north to St. Anthony there was more and more pack ice in the bays. This is something I have never seen before.

View from the parking lot. On the trail leading to the boat ride. Emerging Pitcher Plant Entering the "fjord". Moose and calf on the shore.

Success! Great food, wonderful people, fresh produce (they even grow a garden in the front yard to use in their dishes), gorgeous Newfoundland artwork displayed on the walls and ready for sale. We went their several times during our three day stay in Rocky Harbor and each time was a real treat with great service.

Java Jack's Restaurant and Gallery - getting the garden in for the season. Pear, Pecan, and Cranberry Salad. The perfect ending to the day - sunset reflected on the water in Rocky Harbor.

Gene retired May 29. The movers came and removed all our stuff on May 30. We cleaned our apartment and left Lantz, NS on May 31, heading to catch the ferry at Sydney to take us to Newfoundland for an adventure. It's a bit hard to say goodbye to a place you have loved living but it's time to begin a new chapter.

We packed our suitcases in the car and went for one last visit to "our oak tree" on Vinegar Hill before driving to the Cape.

Our stuff only took up a tiny section of this truck. Justin, Bill, and John - the marvelous moving team. Pack our suitcases in the car and we're off on our adventure. Couldn't leave Nova Scotia without saying farewell to "our tree" on Vinegar Hill.

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Words of Wisdom: Be kind to everyone.

This is Dote (Dorothy) Aitken. Born May 28, 1933.

Dote truly lives by her words of wisdom, demonstrating kindness through her daily actions.

I call her the photographer because each week, at our church, she records the spirit of worship with her camera. Her photographs are displayed on the rear wall of the church, a wonderful reminder why being part of this community is something to celebrate. Whenever I think of Dote, a smile forms on my face.

Dote grew up on a farm in Milford. Unusual for the era, her father encouraged her education saying, "Education is no weight to carry around." After graduating from grade 12, she became a nurse. This was her life's work and I do believe her calling. She retired from her position as Head Nurse of the gynecology ward (Halifax) in 1991. These days she fills her life with photography, reading, rug hooking, traveling and volunteering. She is a member of the Book Club, works at the local food bank, is the Rep for the Milford Cancer Society, canvasses for the Heart and Stroke Foundation, and serves on the Stewardship and Building Committees of her church. Dote is a world traveller. Each destination is recorded by a pin on a large map displayed in her home. Dote teaches me the art of gracious generosity through her accepting encouragement. It is a privilege to know her.

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Re-creation of a Richard Avedon image

Original Richard Avedon Image 1981 Nastassja Kinski and the Serpent

These photographs are a little out of my comfort zone but I decided to do this shoot because my friend Jennifer, a photographer, nude model and breast cancer survivor, asked me to help with this goal - to re-create a Richard Avedon image.

The only other re-creation I have done was in my second year of commercial photography when I took an image advertising Polident (a picture of an apple with a bite out of it revealing a kiwi inside), it certainly had its challenges but nothing like this shoot. Here I was dealing with nude living creatures (human and reptile) not fruit! The first challenge was figuring out the lighting (it's close but after finally examining a high resolution Avedon image I realize the placement isn't quite right). The next challenge was twisting poor Jennifer into the correct position, and the last challenge was persuading the snake to pose - that was a lost cause.

To understand why I would choose a topic so far from my usual style I am including an excerpt from a message I received from Jennifer. I knew this was important to her and this sums up why:

Hi Lorna,
I can't explain what drew me to it (the image), I don't have any particular feelings for either the actress or snakes in particular, and am not familiar with the photographer. In trying to analyze it and put words to it, I suppose I am drawn to the sensuality, sexuality of the image. Being a nude model, the loss of my breast was unspeakably traumatic for me. There is so much personal work in self-portraiture I wanted to accomplish that I can never do without it being a statement on my cancer and post-mastectomy body. I have fully come to terms with my new body (I think), but the beauty of this re-creation is that I could model for it without showing my scar. For this once, I can be the beautiful model without making any other statement. It is not a desire to hide my scar nor to be deceptive; but an opportunity to both embrace the sensuality that remains and to appear whole. For those who know me, it is a victory. For those who do not, it will be one of the few times I can pose nude and not be seen as a cancer survivor, just a woman.
Jennifer

Check out the Facebook Page for the support group Jennifer created The Mommy Fund

I headed out to Maitland and Burncoat Head because I had only seen the latter during the winter, this day was sunny and in early fall. I explored the countryside and a few of the cultural attractions (links are at the bottom of the page for hours of operation and more information). My partner and I had a delicious lunch at Bing's Restaurant, a fascinating visit with Greg at Studio Glass, nearly suffocated from the heat in the top of the lighthouse at Burncoat Head but really enjoyed the magnificent panoramic view, checked out the incredible artwork at Studio 215, and met Daisy Wilkins from Walton's Mountain (she was having a yard sale and was a colourful character in more than one way! I loved talking with her.)

If you have a chance to visit this area of Nova Scotia you should because it is one of the tourism gems which often is overlooked. Hope you enjoy the images from my Bay of Fundy adventure.

Be sure to sample the fabulous food at this restaurant. Daisy Wilkins Daisy demonstrating how to accessories an outfit from the items she was selling at her yard sale. Extraordinary hat collection Studio Glass From scraps of glass to artwork. Classes are offered, check out their website. a rainbow or coloured glass. Greg at Studio Glass Gallery 215 Some incredible artwork is displayed and for sale in the wonderful little gallery. View from Burncoat Head LighthouseNotice Shangri-La Cottages on the right hand side - what a view! Burncoat Head Sunflowers

Links: Studio Glass, Bing's Eatery and Social House, Shangri-La Cottages, Burncoat Head Lighthouse and Interpretive Centre, and Studio 215

A local Acadian restaurant has Celtic Music during the lunchtime rush. St. Pierre Church in Cheticamp St. Pierre Church, Cheticamp

A young moose checking out the tourists. Lone Sheiling historic site on the Cabot Trail Mary Anne Falls White Point fishing village Main Street Restaurant and Bakery, Ingonish - incredible food. Usge Ban Falls, Cabot Trail Ingonish Whale Watching Tours This little lobster lived to see another day - too tiny to keep It was explained how this small lobster would live to see another day because he was too small... Minke Whale feeding close to the harbour Our Captain Chester Whitty Our Captain Chester Whitty Glass Artisans Studio and Gallery The Silver Dart in the Alexander Graham Bell Museum in Baddeck The Silver Dart in the Alexander Graham Bell Museum, Baddeck

If you have an opportunity to take a tour of this wonderful ship I would encourage you to do so. For more information please check out the website here.

MJ's parents had prepared their yard and home for the occasion and everything was picture perfect. Everyone worked together to make "Plan B" run smoothly. With the support of family and friends they had a meaningful ceremony in the living room followed by an incredible meal and finally some outdoor fun. 

I met up with them a little before the ceremony to photograph their ‘first look’ (which is always special) and take some portraits, this allowed for a quick transition from the ceremony into cocktail hour, and reception.  Later guests made use of the plaid umbrellas purchased "just in case" and visited in the back yard which was adorned with dozens of "fairy lights". There was much music, visiting, and laughter as everyone celebrated Jeff and Marie Josee's special day.

Thanks for including me, all the best to you both.

The event was such a lot of fun, here are a few shots from the afternoon.

I hope you enjoy the photographs from the day as much as we enjoyed the hike.

For more information visit the official website: Uniake Estate Museum Park

Why were all these folks in Mahone Bay? Every year there is a Scarecrow Festival there in early October and this was the weekend that the inhabitants of the town had decided to do a promotional photo shoot for future advertising of the festival. What a treat to have a sneak peak at the fantastic creations - be sure to make it down to Mahone Bay and enjoy the festivities this October. We had a blast and I'm sure you will too.