By now, you must have had enough of tropical pictures. Even more, if you are still stuck in a very wintry landscape with no means of escape. So here is the landscape when I returned from the tropics.
It’s easy to get used to a certain environment, even more, if that environment is an agreeable one. Being in the tropics rids me of any cold I might have, and “cures” a few other ailments that might pop up throughout a winter.
So, it’s Maritimes time again. Quite the difference. Arrival in Halifax was at 5 AM. Sunwing does not provide snacks and barely any sustenance on their flights, so the first stop, after getting the baggage back was a stop to good ole Timmy’s. Then the drive home to Liverpool.
Rain and fog
Rain and fog played catch with each other, so driving was less than ideal. But I really didn’t want to spend hours in the car waiting for the crappy weather to let up. No, I’d rather drive through it. But now I have to get my windshield repaired. Some people don’t care what kind of crap they throw up on the road. I guess this stone was just a bit pointier than usual 
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Beach Meadows Beach
After some rest and restoration at home, it was time to get the pictures off the cards, the suitcase unpacked and the email sorted out. As if I had never left the house. Just with a new nice sun tan.
Beach Meadows Beach mangrove
The contrast between the Dominican Republic and Nova Scotia was quite a lot, though. In the DR, it was sun and more sun, while here, the fog, the rain and the wind played catch with each other. Oh, yes, there was snow as well. Old Man Winter, shaking out the last flakes from his pockets before leaving the area (I hope).
Out in the boonies
When it rains here, it rains a lot. That reminds me of some lyrics of a song: “Oh, it never rains around here, it just comes pouring down”. The lead picture of this post and the above picture were on opposite sides of a road. This was when it had just stopped raining for 5 days straight. Small streams were big streams and big streams were giant rivers. My backyard was more of a swamp than a decent yard, I guess it will take some time before I can walk in there again to do some garden cleanup…
Carter’s Beach
Then it was time for some very nice days over Easter. The beaches were clean again, the sand was (not) warm, but a walk on them was very pleasant.
Preferred flight path
Then trip to Kejimkujik Seaside Park, an annex to the big park in the centre of the province. The first thing that struck me was this rather fat goose, indicating the direction of the wind, or perhaps just the direction it wanted to go to. The wind was pretty stiff and temps still below my comfort zone.
The open ocean
However, the view over the ocean from up there was spectacular. A rather terse warning that the area was inhabited by black bears made us think twice before going down to the beach. Perhaps another time.
The return to Nova Scotia was quick, way too soon. One gets used to good things and regrets them when they are gone again.
Until next time…