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.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

A provincial heritage property, definitely

Here's the link to the page about our house that's now on the Nova Scotia Historic Places site.
I wonder what the Perrys -- who built the house and lived here for fifty years or so -- and the Gouldens -- who lived in it for the next forty years or so -- would think about all this.
Here's a picture of Bertha Snow Goulden and her son Martin. They are standing outside the kitchen, near the breezeway door. Bertha Snow Goulden was born on McNutt's Island and lived her entire life here. Her children were -- of course -- island children as well. One of her daughters still lives across the harbour from this house.
These daffodils are blooming in the spot where Bertha and Martin stood decades ago to have their picture taken. In a sense the Perrys and the Gouldens still inhabit this house. In a sense, it still belongs to them.

Thanks to Dan Goulden for sharing this family photo.


Piecefulafternoon said...

What a fabulously stunning place to live. I enjoyed the historical write up about your house and the great photos. Oh to live on the water like that - what a dream.

Janet said...

Hi Anne: Congratulations to you in making your home a heritage property and thank you for sharing the great pictures with us all.

Karen said...

What a lovely place, and the colors of your house remind me of the most vibrant hydrangea. You are so lucky to know so much of the rich history of your house, truly a gem.