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, July 13, 2010

shorn sheep

Most of the flock spends its time around the lighthouse.We watched them there through the fog last Saturday, and they, of course, watched us.
If we would only leave they could go back to what they were doing before we interrupted them.

1 comment:

Janet said...

We are having lots of fog lately too - it's magical isn't it?
Can smell the funky aroma of potato blossoms this morning, too, but no sheep!