Thursday, September 18, 2014

Standing Tall




I took this photo of Ron yesterday at the beach. 
I was down on the sand with Sophie and there was Ron doing what he likes best.....
photographing.

Ron has been 'through the mill' this past six months. Of course, he would never tell you so.
Most of you know that he had a heart attack in late February and he had two 
stents put in two arteries to allow the blood to flow through more easily.

Ron isn't the only person to have gone through this procedure and he won't be the last.
However, I think most people don't know and/or realize what the body goes through after
a health event like this.

After getting one's head around the fact that you did have a heart attack,
and you now have heart disease, you discover that you are very weak.
It will take months to get any energy back. And the medications, that 
are supposed to help and assist you, have 'side-effects' that can and do stop 
you in your tracks.......at least till you adapt to them or have them stopped
or changed/reduced.

So, as you can imagine, the recovery and rehabilitation can take time.
It can and is very frustrating to realize that now things are different and will be
for the remainder of your life.

Ron has had some very tough days..... most people do at first.
It has been difficult to watch him go through this.
It has also been enlightening and heart-warming to see Ron knock down one wall after another
these past few months.........so that he is now strong enough to be able
to climb those rocks once again and do what he likes best.
He is beginning to stand tall once again.




Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Fisherman's Reserve.....A Visit


Last evening we drove down the shore to Seaforth which is about 10 km. from our house.
In Seaforth there is a fishing village that is out on a tiny strip of land jutting out
into the ocean. It is called 'Fisherman's Reserve'.
We headed down and came to a very quaint and typical fishing village.


It was full of small houses and shacks, lobster traps, boats of course and a few cars.


We saw a dog and a cat wondering around but mostly it seemed deserted
because there wasn't a human in sight.


I am pretty certain that this 'village' is only inhabited seasonally.....
that is when it is lobster season on the shore or specific species of fish
are 'running' and fishing them is permitted.......with a license of course.


It seemed like a ghost town of sorts in that it was rough and looked very neglected.


At least most of it did. But that is the point......a fishing village, at least in these parts, is not a
show-piece but a place utilized to do a very difficult job.....fish.


We were there at dusk and this afforded some great light while getting a few photos.


Like in most coastal communities around the world, one can find these rustic little villages
scattered along the shores.


And Nova Scotia is no exception since it is almost completely surrounding by water.
OK class, what do you call a body of land that is almost completely surrounded by water?
Sorry, I just couldn't help myself!! lol It's in me blood!!





Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Lost In A Maze?




Sophie always leads the way through the dune grass at the beach.


And she always comes back along the dune path to find me and make sure I find my way.


Once she is satisfied with my progress, she will turn around and head towards the beach.


Making sure that I am not getting lost and that we are heading to the beach.


It's like a maze this dune grass is.....


.....but Soph knows the way after seven and a half years in this grass.


One final look back.....


until she is confident  that I am following her.......to the beach!






Monday, September 15, 2014

Contemplative Monday


***This post published all on its own, so I will let it be.

The following passage is from 'Heart Advice, Weekly Quotes from Pema Chodron'.

AT THE BEGINNING AND AT THE END


"In the morning when you wake up, reflect on the day ahead and aspire to use it
to keep a wide-open heart and mind.



At the end of the day, before going to sleep, think over what you've done.



If you fulfilled your aspiration, even once, rejoice in that.



If you went against your aspiration, rejoice that you are able to see what you did
and are no longer living in ignorance.



This way you will be inspired to go forward with increasing clarity,
confidence and compassion."




Sunday, September 14, 2014

Eclectic Tastes



And now the Queen.....of 'soul'....

Have a wonderful Sunday (and Monday in NZ).

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Saturday Morning Post


The week that was.....


Acquired this 60's step stool this week for the shop.


Sophie surveying one of the beaches at the park before we go down to it.


Lunch on Tuesday was this delicious black bean/quinoa burger with steamed greens,
at one of our favourite restaurants called Heartwood.


Sailboats at the mouth of Halifax Harbour.


Sophie at Lake Banook in Dartmouth on Wednesday.


Nothing better than a good shake!


I liked the soft colours in this SOOC (straight out of camera) shot from Wednesday evening.


I had a planned 'meet-up' with these two at the park.......my sister Mary (Mim)
and her dog Maggie.


Late Thursday afternoon from the shop window.....very ominous sky over the city to the west.


Continued from two above......Mim's dog Maggie.


And my very fit and athletic sister doing her 'sets' at the park's outdoor gym!!


A view of two other beaches I can see from the shop.....Conrad's Beaches.


Met up with this little speed demon on the beach Thursday evening.


Added this lamp and the little rocker to the shop this week.
They both were in Ron's family home for well over 80 years....he grew up with them.


A beautiful sunny late afternoon along the canal in Eastern Passage, just outside of Dartmouth.


This was where we saw the Super Moon last week in Cow Bay.
See that house just left of centre? That is the MacDonald House

where my shop is located atop MacDonald Hill.
We live about two km down to the left.





Friday, September 12, 2014

Thistle Study On A Steep Slope Down By The Seashore



A lone thistle caught my eye on MacDonald Hill the other evening.
It was amongst tall, yellowing and dried grass.








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