The Waves of Time

After ten wonderful weeks at our off-grid cabin in Ontario, we always look forward to being home again in Nova Scotia. And since we arrived back in late August, we have been delighted by the glorious autumn weather.

And we got home in time to pick the late blueberries and our first crop of apples from our own trees, planted just a year ago. Home in time to get the last of the pickling cucumbers for a batch of nine-day pickles. There has been less canning undertaken. The tomato crop has not been abundant due to a wet summer here.

We have had more time to sit on our lower deck and watch the activity on the water. And, more than ever before, the herons have entertained us. Indeed, we had the holy trinity of them on our beach recently.

Warm dry days have allowed us to leisurely put our garden to bed, with pruning, weeding, manuring and mulching now done. Next will be the leaves which are still clinging to the trees, battered by a recent hurricane and yet to come into colour, if indeed they will.

A week of heavy morning fog, has given way to bright clear mornings. The tides have been unusually high, causing problems for some low-lying neighbours, and also unusually low, causing problems for some boaters.

Today the sun glistens off the water with higher than normal waves from a south easterly breeze.