I’m catching up after a long week, didn’t take the time to reflect and share after last weekends adventure and now as I face a day that is ‘tick of fog’ as they say here, last weekend seems like pages from a book I’ve read rather than an experience I’ve had. The sunny days enticed us to run away…I often wake and ask my husband, ‘would you run away with me?’ It’s always good to check to see if we have loyal partners in crime before go off to see what the day might bring.
You have to stand at this spot yourself to truly appreciate the absolute majesty of the sight. Pete Luckett’s Winery sits above the Bay of Fundy and as you look beyond the bay you will see the point and the lookoff at Blomidon. Bay of Fundy, home of the highest tides in the world…some places in the bay see an 18 meter change in water levels with the changing tides. Watching the tides come and go is amazing if you have the time but there is one alternative that I rather enjoy…check this video and see…once again, you have to do it to truly appreciate the power of the tides, the video is the next best thing…..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xaKWjgWJ0l4
The wineries of Nova Scotia are quickly becoming some of the finest and most celebrated in the world. A trip to Wolfville, Nova Scotia will put you within a rocks throw(in Maritime terms!) of seven or more great vineyards. The photo I have taken here at Lucketts shows the red telephone box in the middle of the vineyard where they welcome you to call anyone in North America, on their tab! These vineyards seem a world away from the here and now, mist rising off the vast growing fields, the rolling valley and the bay bellow. Got your bags packed yet? Another of my favorite places is ‘The Tangled Garden’…tour the garden, taste their amazing collection of jellies, liqueurs, vinegars, oils and so much more…an intimate feeling experience to be shared with good company….check out their video too..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ts64QdO7GVA
Yes, it may look like little more than a mud flat but it shows you just how far the water retreats in some places in the bay. This quiet morning horseback ride is only possible for a few hours and many walkers and hikers have found themselves trapped when the tidal water returns. Spencer and Sable found what appeared to be a weir, supposedly for fishing but that’s just a guess and I’m open, as always, for correction.
The last images I have were taken of a church that had long since fallen to ruin on the road between Blomiden and Cape Split…I’ll share a few photos but I will also indulge myself by sharing a poem that I had published several years ago that spoke to this sort of discovery….
If These Walls Could Talk
Held you were, protected from the storms
Shaded from the blinding rays at midday
Warmed as winter winds preyed upon the land
Dry and safe as spring rains ensued
You buried your dead at my doorstep
Birthed your children beneath my eaves
Welcomed your loved ones at my door
Celebrated and mourned in my embrace
Standing as you are, so many years past
Wondering at the haste of my demise
Betraying your memories as I ease to the ground
To the bed of moss where I will make my rest
Think if you will of the day we last shared
Your life packed in bags as the urban din called
You took all that you desired and left me behind
These passing years my faith and I fell to ruin
Now you stand looking through me and I into you
Wishing that heart and home be united once more
But united they were and ever will be
As the earth rises to bring us both home