Campfire smoke and Queen Ann's Lace

When I spend some time to taste the ordinary or what I see as ordinary it may not be so for others. This is where our Summer goes.

 

Settling in to a quiet September Campfire in our back yard fire pit.

Having the chance to sit under the starry canopy and enjoy good friends and a little music or just to sit in silence and watch the flames dance in the cool evening shadows is an underrated joy.

We got to spend a Saturday on the land clearing undergrowth and windfalls from the last hurricane and, you know, there is a pleasant sense of satisfaction when you look back at the end of the day and see what you accomplished ...you can actually see something for your work when you are in the bush. Not real pretty but it's a start.

This is the cornfield along the edge of the property.

By the end of the day we were pretty raggedy and so we zipped across the way to the Bayfield Beach for a swim. Wow the water was as warm as bath water...and so clear you were looking at the ripples in the sand bar and it was hard to leave ...It reminded me so of the summer days I spent swimming there so long ago when that was my whole world.

 

Queen Ann's Lace and September apples.

These are wild and here for the picking.

Apple Jelly for Christmas.  If you get the chance or make the "chance" go for a walk today outdoors and spend a little time with something you usually overlook and see if you can look at it in a different way......The Yoga of being in the moment.

Love and Light
Chris
                     

                                   

The Closing Down of Summer

Canso in our wake

Path to the fortress ruins

Picnic in Grassy Park

Special K coming to fetch us

Hello folks

There is nothing like a drop in the temperature to bring you back to the reality of fall in Nova Scotia - Still NS dons her most beautiful gown at this time of year. We are still enjoying the crash of the surf and the smell of the brine but now there is the added layer of of the sweet smell of wild apples ripening, cranberries beginning to peek out from the bogs, and the occasional sighting of the autumn mushrooms in the mossy woodlands.

We were blessed with a beautiful sunny day on Monday when we ventured down to Canso with friends,Erich and Inge and hiked around Grassy Island Historical Site. Canso has such a rich history; a fishing town founded in 1603 and is now struggling to maintain its existence in the aftermath the collapse of the fishery. The fiercely independent natives constantly reinvent themselves as they have over the centuries in order to stay connected to the rocky land they love. No where is this more mind blowing than stepping off the boat on Grassy Island to walk the paths created by the first brave souls who struggled to stay (mostly)alive here at the edge of the earth during those first winters.

We picnicked, and as our friend Erich put it, you had to keep your elbows on your plate to keep it on the table .... oh but the food was wonderful as it always is outdoors! Smoked Pacific Salmon,Gouda cheese, homemade bread fresh from the oven and wine and watermelon finished off with a couple of thermos of tea and Jim's chocolate banana muffins.I know this was yoga of the mouth, ...talking, eating and living in the moment.

Those of you in the county have probably got an e-message regarding the start up of classes and you can check the calender on the website for class info as well. For anyone who did not get the message with the link to the article Why do Yoga? by Garrett Sarley www.kripalu.org/article/512 ...this is a wonderful article which articulately describes the science behind yoga -no frills - in a language we all can understand.

In conclusion, I'm shining the floors, blessing the space and I look forward to seeing you on the mats during the last week of September.

Love and light to all

Chris