No, that’s not the lead singer of Metallica, it’s my brother Shawn and his wife Jael. They picked me up at the airport and we enjoyed a scenic three hour ride to the valley. Yes, I know it should have taken only 40 minutes but my brother got lost…
My cousin Denise and her three children sit outside my parent’s house on the mountain. Denise is visiting from Alberta. She’s waiting for her husband to find a house in BC so they can move.
My aunt Debbie hunts for shells in the Bay of Fundy, while trying not to slip on the rocks.
My mother is finally smiling after getting a doctor’s note from her doctor. Her early retirement began last week.
My step-father pauses his work on the cabin to talk with my brother on the portable.
Look how white my half-brother and his three children are. His whole family just moved back to the Valley from Alberta. Here they are walking to the big County Fair Mall.
Hennigars serves up the best ice cream in the Valley. I remember going there way too often as a teenager. Andrea and I stopped for some Heavenly Hash on route to Halifax.
And this is what mailboxes look like in rural Nova Scotia. This is the road where my parents live. Talk about quiet! All that solitude was a shock to my system.
Children in the Valley play outside. My niece thought it was fun to show me this little frog. It kept hopping all over the place.
Denise points to the Timmie’s sign. I forgot that Tim Hortons is on every single street in NS. I kid you not.