Right then. So life goes on, and after a year of living in a vacuum, (by the way, there is still dust inside the vacuum. Actually, I think that there’s a LOT more dust.) it is time to decide what to do. So, we’ve sold our house here, have listed mom and dad’s, and have purchased a home by the water in Porters Lake Nova Scotia. As much as we loved our home and property here in picturesque Dalhousie New Brunswick, it always lacked that water view. It’s been a long time dream to have waterfront – and well, life has shown us that it’s precious and to make the most of it. So, we’re biting the bullet and getting a mortgage again. YIKES!
Excited? Yes! Scared? You bet! It feels good to feel again. 🙂
I’ve been neglecting my photography. Oh every now and then I would take the camera out, but I just didn’t have the patience to properly “see” creatively. Now, I’m looking at things again and am starting to be anxious for the snow to melt enough that I can get out again.
We did get out walking some trails this winter. This one is in the valley across the road from our house in Dalhousie. The walk begins with skirting the edge of a small dam by clinging precariously to a rope strung tautly between trees. One slip and you fall straight down into the muddy and icy water of the dam. Not a good idea at any time of the year. The rest of the hike follows the stream on a gently climbing slope up to Cigar Falls. On this particular day, I was accompanied by my hubby and our trusty dog, Annie. She certainly keeps things interesting. I have no idea what she finds so exciting about those walks along the familiar trails, but she would suddenly leap boisterously 3 feet off the trail into the soft and previously unmarked snow, sink 2 feet and then laboriously circle around until she met up with us on the firmly packed path again, push past us and run around the next bend until the urge took her to jump off again. I was exhausted just watching her, but her antics were a ray of sunshine.
So this is the winter view of Cigar Falls. Some people have lived in the area all their lives and have never seen this beautiful cascade in any season. In spring, it’s a torrent of water spraying down the cliff face … (ok. Torrent is relative – saying that it’s a larger amount than usual lacks a certain finesse.) .. in summer it’s a refreshing constant and in a particularly dry fall, a mere trickle. One thing for sure, regardless of the season, it’s a very pretty and relaxing scene, more precious by the process and effort of reaching it. I will miss our daily walks to this little haven, but know that the trails and hidden jewels of Nova Scotia await our arrival. We;ll find new treasures and favourites. I can hardly wait.