In May 2011, after four years of life on McNutt's Island, we moved to Montreal. This blog remains, though, as a (sort of) daily record of our time on the island, and a winding path for anyone who would like to meander about among its magical places. For additional perspectives and insights I recommend Greg's book, Island Year: Finding Nova Scotia (2010), and my Bowl of Light (2012). I'll continue to post once in a while. If you do want to read this blog, one option would be to begin at the beginning of it (which is, as we all know, in blog-world, at the end), and read forward, concluding with the most recent entry. It's a journal, really, so it does makes more sense if you read it that way. But, you know, read it any way you like.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009


There's a lilac in the back orchard. I don't know how old it is. Maybe a century old, or a century and a half, or somewhere in between, or maybe less. The Perrys planted it, or maybe the Gouldens. It blooms in early June, and now its fragrance fills the house. I take away the oil lamp that has been such a comfort on cold nights, and in its place I put an old pitcher of lilacs. It's one more way to notice the changing season.

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