I’ve always been a **bit** of a space geek. I remember watching the first shuttle launch in the TV room in the basement of our Elementary School. It was dark and stuffy and I vaguely remember turning around and realizing all the kids my age had left and I was still there with the “big kids”. I was so enthralled…
Visiting Machias Seal Island to see the puffins has been on my bucket list for a while. Despite its proximity to Grand Manan, I had never been there. The island is part of a bird sanctuary and the number of visitors per day is limited. While the Machias Seal Island is owned by Canada, it is also claimed by the United States, so those visitors are split between the two countries. Tours normally sell out within a few weeks after they go on sale in the winter. In the summer of Covid, things are of course different. Visitors outside Atlantic Canada being unable to visit created openings on the tour this summer which was an opportunity that couldn’t be passed up. After one bad weather cancellation, we set sail this morning. Despite the fog, the puffins were so close and easy to see. I’m not a bird watcher (despite the abundance of birds around Grand Manan) but this was an incredible tour. Puffins make a weird noise, somewhere between a chainsaw and a cow, which I did not realize until we were ashore. We spent 45 minutes in a blind watching and listening to the birds. A quick sail around North Rock to see seals, and we were back to the Seal Cove wharf about 5.5 hours after we left.
I guess it could be argued that in the grand scheme of life, all baseball is ultimately meaningless. In the ordinary days, it provides a distraction and a commonality that is reassuring. While these days are anything but ordinary, that reassuring presence has been missed. Whether it makes sense for baseball, or any sport for that matter, to attempt to…
Like most knitter, sewing in the ends is my least favourite part. Projects have been known to languish for weeks or months waiting for that final bit of effort. One of my go-to vacation projects are dishcloths. Cotton yarn isn’t too hot on the beach with a quick and easy pattern that doesn’t require concentration. Coming home in the midst…
I jokingly said on Facebook that it had been so long since I travelled I wasn’t sure I remembered how. There was a bit of truth to that. I came home from vacation on March 14 and haven’t left the island since. For someone who was travelling somewhere at least once a week, three months at home was unheard of.…
