So last time I told you of our meandering day trip of Sunday past. But I barely scratched the surface of all the beautiful things we saw, so...
Watch your step...
Perhaps you recall what a big derelict building fan I am. The textures and faded colours fascinate me and of course who can resist a leaning tower of a barn!
especially when they come in two's!
any old barn will do!
Sometimes a derelict is absolutely creepy so I bumped up the creep factor a few notches just for fun
This lonely house on the hill is much more common on the south shore where the fisherman's cottages are much smaller and more windswept.
A sheep farm and vineyard
Grazing is a sheep's job
Sheep walk...notice it's gait especially the back feet as one foot goes right in front of the other like a model on the runway
Further down the road these gorgeous horses, stallions separated from the mares, are grazing as well
Seaside lunch. These stallions are handsome fellows, obviously of a certain breed.
It was low tide that afternoon and as usual it sucked the inlets almost dry
We had taken this route home along the eastern shore of the Minas Basin on purpose as we finally had the time to go a little out of our way. Across the Basin you can see Blomidon as it looms through the low cloud cover.
And finally we arrive at one of our destinations that day, a tiny lighthouse that is maintained by community volunteers who value their local history. It sits at the entrance to an inlet where ships would come in to pick up their load of Barite, a mineral that was mined in the area.
Here, I am looking down to the main floor from whence I came; the narrow steps to the right await my ascent. (I shot these pictures in case I never made it back, so those who found me would know my terrible fate....You guessed it; I don't like heights)
Looking up the steps I'm about to ascend to the top floor.
And now I'm at the top looking at the lighthouse ceiling
Ted Burgess, volunteer, has left us a note.
I do love handmade signs
A view from the cliff to the right of the lighthouse
And a view across the inlet from the lighthouse. I adore cross sections of forest, how the trees create a curtain like the backdrop for a theatre. See the little trees out front as actors in the play?
The Barite mines silos, all that remains after the fire many years back
A sample of Barite ore.
We were lucky to meet an ex-miner who told us that Barite is often used in women's make-up.
I'm guessing it must make a fine powder.
And a view of the inlet with the Barite silos to the right. The lighthouse makes the faintest red dot to the left of the silos.
Another fabulous curtain of landscape
And the road that takes us on our way
Lupins invade a hilltop cottage. Let's call it Lupin Cottage.
The old garden gate
a willow grove in the woods
Huge boulders of gyproc, the mineral drywall is made from, lay by the side of the road as we near the village of Gypsum Mines.
Two Purple Cows, not...
I never saw a purple cow, I never hope to see one, but I can tell you anyhow, I'd rather see than be one! (author unknown)
a woodland pond
A Faerie Lupin Garden
Can you believe I have MORE pictures to show you because only 2 days later, Wally wanted to go strawberry picking now that it is high season and he had found an organic pick-your-own?!
So next time I will share those and another mermaid.
Be well, be happy, be kind