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.

Monday, July 6, 2009

At the McNutt's Market

The McNutt's Market is a venerable institution located on the lower road. The proprietorship changes hands from summer to summer as older cousins move on and younger cousins move up. Recently I saw one quite small cousin standing on a box so that she could achieve enough height to stand behind the counter with authority.
The market carries a variety of useful merchandise. But it is open for only a few hours every summer. And you will not know when those hours are. You just have to walk by and see if anybody is behind the counter.
Sometimes there is a not-to-be missed special sale going on.
The mysterious building next door contains, perhaps, merchandise that is not yet available to the public. Maybe it is the workshop for making things. Or maybe not.

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