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, September 6, 2010

evening, high tide

At the end of the day the great blue heron is fishing at the head of the cove.He sits unmoving on a rock in the middle of the water.
The island is peaceful after the strong winds of the past few days.
The sheep pen is quiet this evening, too. It's almost always serene like this, except for a few days every year when it is a place of intense activity.