I have a good husband who pushes me far, far out of my
comfort zone on a regular basis. He forces me away from the fireside and onto
the dance floor. He is an eagle – he knows what wings were made for. He does
not really have a favourite anything
– his favourite is whatever is colourful, new and untried. He cannot drive the same path to work more than once in a week - he is
fearlessly drawn to new things, new experiences, new perspectives. The fact
that he has loved one woman fully and faithfully for nearly two decades is no
small thing – it’s part of why I suspect I might have multiple personalities.
Not really. Maybe. Mostly it’s because his heart is steady, secure and stable, and
when he sets his mind to something he is like a rock.
In this way we are the same – we don’t like to wade and we
don’t dabble. When we’re in, we’re body and soul in. All or nothing. Go big or
go home. I’m a big dreamer – he’s a big dream-maker. It's a perfect fit.
This summer he surprised us with a spontaneous trip to a new
place I’ve never been but have always wanted to go – my oldest and favourite I want to go there dream, Nova Scotia.
It’s a place packed with charm and hidden treasures – exactly like walking through a
wardrobe that opens into Narnia. If I had been born there I would never leave, but
my blood runs thick with prairie.
Oceanside pool puddles.
Frogs. Not great for kissing. Just sayin'.
Two words. Lobster Suppers.
Wisdom.
Falling in love with this guy, all over again.
Oh yes, my kind of place.
Johnny Depp is in there, sitting on his dubloons.
Red sand at low tide.
Found this little fella tucked inside a mussel at dinner.
Finding a shoe in the woods. Just one. Weird.
On the Ferry to PEI. There's mermaids in that thar water.
This Lunenburg gem, my favourite Pub ever,
where we met this charmer, who basically wrote the theme song to the last few months of my life:
And just a little reminder of how staggeringly beautiful and how unbelievably full of hidden treasures this world can be if you have the time, patience and inclination to look for them:
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