Travel Theme: Benches

Ailsa posted some wonderful benches as she introduced her theme for this week, benches. I love benches – but usually I’m sitting on them not photographing them. I remember benches from many places I have visited but when I searched my archives I didn’t find many. Maybe the title for this post should be “The Memorable Benches I Didn’t Photograph.”

Here are benches in St. John, New Brunswick that are part of wooden sculptures of urban street life.

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But this is still my favorite bench – the bench right outside my front door that swings. Our son had it up when we returned to Michigan yesterday. Now all I need is a warm sunny morning so I can sit and sip my coffee and dream about all the photos of benches waiting to be taken.


To check out Ailsa’s great photos of benches and to see what others have caught in their lens, go to:

Tagged C – is for…

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Canada, and here’s to friends to the north of the US. This week’s letter from Frizz is the letter C and here are a few photos from our trip to Canada last summer.

Hubby stayed in cabins when he traveled with his parents – and was delighted when we found a cabin to stay in on Newfoundland – for two nights no less.

C is for Cabin

C is for Cabin

We went around many curves – these being on the east side of the Cabot Trail in Nova Scotia.

C is for curvy roads

C is for curvy roads

We went to see where the river reverses course because of the large tides at the Bay of Fundy. This next photo of a collapsing structure was taken in Saint John, New Brunswick.

C is for collapsing

C is for collapsing

We stayed at a wonderful Provincial Park in Quebec and these canoes were inviting on a warm summer day.

C is for Canoe

C is for Canoe

And of course what we saw the most of were coastlines in the Maritime Provinces.

Coastline on Cabot Trail

C is for Coastline on Cabot Trail

To see what Frizz is up to and to join in the fun or to see other interpretations of the letter C, click here.

Bay of Fundy

This day was to be a rest day but we went to explore Saint John, New Brunswick and it was still early in the afternoon when I was tired of walking. I really wanted to explore some of the Bay of Fundy coast and according to the map there was a scenic drive just north of the city. I said I would drive and we took off.

The Bay of Fundy is a fascinating place to visit because it has the highest tides in the world, at places reaching 53 feet. We visited about 30 years ago and I have very vivid memories of walking on the ocean floor at low tide, and then having the tide come in. So fast that we could see it inch up our legs. We had the tide schedules and it was going out as we drove up the coast on this perfect-weather day.

The drive was beautiful, with frequent places to stop for photos and to enjoy the views. There weren’t many people on the road or at pull-offs, so the peace and calm of this place pulled us in and we spent time sitting on benches and picnic tables breathing in the fresh sea air. I am intrigued by the fingers of land pointing out into the bay. At this point the bay is very wide, with Nova Scotia on the other side.

The high tides are created by the funnel shape of the bay and one of the best places to experience the tides in at the Fundy National Park north of where we were. That is where I wanted to go but time was running out for us and it was too long a drive.

Sometimes the road rose with sharp curves up to the crest where there would be a look out with beautiful views between the pines.

As the tide went out, it left large tidal basins – sometimes for quite a distances inland. We stood for a while and watched the water drain out of this tidal basin in little streams.

In places, boats are left high and dry until the tide comes back. Or is that low and dry?

I wanted to stay to watch the tide come in but that would mean waiting over six hours. The sun was getting low and we were getting tired so we headed back to our camper. I had bought sweet corn at the City Market and that was sounding good. What a wonderful rest day.

Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada


We spent the first part of the day walking around Saint John, before going to the City Market and then on to drive the Bay of Fundy Scenic Drive. Here is some of the architecture, beginning with a couple of the churches that are Provincial Historic Sites.

The Church of St. Andrew and St. David

As you can see, the fog coming off the Bay of Fundy along with the smoke from burning fossil fuels has blackened some of the stone work. Reminds me of Edinburgh Old Town and London.

St. John’s Stone Church

Now for a little of “This & That”

No Sitting Allowed

Carved Wooden Figures of Street Life
(except for the character – my husband – in the blue shirt)


City Market – Saint John, New Brunswick

We had a great day, the day we spent exploring Saint John. There is a St. Johns in Newfoundland – where they have the colorful houses (see links at end of post). I learned that they keep the cities straight by spelling out Saint for the John in New Brunswick. I wonder if there will ever be so many cities named St. Patricia that some need to be referred to as Saint Patricia so people don’t get confused.

A man stopped to ask if we needed some help – maybe he thought we looked like tourists (was it the camera around my neck, the bewildered, lost look on our faces, or the fact that a cruise ship had just disembarked?). He said something we really didn’t want to miss in Saint John is the City Market.

The exterior is a sharp contrast to the sights that we saw when we walked in.

It was lunch time and we had decided to treat ourselves to a nice meal in town. There were several stands preparing ethnic food that sounded tempting but we really wanted to sit down and be served for this meal. So we continued to walk around, knowing that we had seen some nice cafes close to where we had parked the car. Nice to have a back-up plan.

It is not a big market and we slowly wondered toward the other end. When we reached it, we knew we had found our destination.

This is Billy, talking to customers and filling the case with today’s catch. And these are the lobster, waiting to be eaten. Billy has the better job. Better to serve, than to be served.

The atmosphere was charming and we sat on the same side of the table on a bench against the wall. Very romantic. Jim said his fish and chips were the best he has ever had. I had a seafood gumbo that was really tasty. I had my camera all set to take a picture but when the plate came it looked so good I forgot about my camera. Maybe that is why I don’t consider myself a food photographer – I like eating more than photography. You will have to just trust me that my meal was as good looking as it was good to eat. I thought about taking a picture of my half-eaten meal but that seems kinda gross.

By the time we finished eating, most everyone who had been on the cruise ship had found the City Market. Lots of people. But I was able to buy some sweet corn for supper and some locally grown strawberries. And we started down the other side.

And then we saw it. Can you feel the magic? Something that is sooooooo hard to resist.

We bought a loaf of whole grain bread and Jim bought the pastry on the top self, on the left – cream filled.

I bought an apple turn-over. It was a really hard choice. The clerk put the pastries in a little box for safe carrying.

I also bought the hanging moose that was featured in a previous post but as we were leaving we saw the following sign.

Jim had seen some for tasting at another stand so we went back for a try. We had toasted ones and, disappointment, we didn’t care for them.

There was a picnic table outside the building and we sat in the warm sun and ate our pastries. Both were excellent – we fed each other pieces of what we had chosen.

To see the colorful homes and businesses of St. Johns, Newfoundland, click on links below.