This is the view from the same camper where you can watch the fishing boats as they come and go. I also spotted a couple whales splashing about in the distance. It sure was a magical place.
A handful of these fishing boats would go out every dawn and dusk. The bright red colors of this one caught my eye, reminiscing of days past where the fisherman’s job was a romantic one cast in the eye of Hemingway. These bright colors are a staple of Nova Scotia as seen on many homes and farmhouses.
I’ve fallen in love with Nova Scotia as a whole — its raw beauty very much reminds me of a northern version of Costa Rica. And like any great love of mine, it will be one I will return to again and again and again.
My heart is pulsing with passion like waves on an ocean… I have lost my senses in my world of loversRumi