We were exploring the south shore of Nova Scotia, looking for fishing villages and anything else that caught our attention. We couldn’t avoid paying attention to the massive traffic jam along the two-lane road going into LaHave. We thought all the people walking from all the cars lining both sides of the road were going to the bakery/eatery on the left – but we later found out the village was having their annual clam chowder lunch. We don’t fancy crowds so we drove on through.
We were driving back mid afternoon and most everyone had cleared out so we decided we would check out the bakery and see what they had for a late lunch. Besides the front looked so inviting with the red double doors with one open and the other with an open sign, the long line of Adirondack chairs in front of the windows, and flowers in boxes.
Walking through that door was one of the highlights of our trip. Oh, the aroma of baking bread, of freshly brewed coffee, and the tempting pastries on the table just inside the door. And the pizza being kept warm by the cash register, that we bought for our lunch eaten at the counter along the front windows.
And then as we walked down the back stairs to explore the gift shop with items from local artisans and a reading room/used book store, look what we found –
Here’s wishing for you to find lots of doors that are open and lead to such delicious finds. We bought several items for our evening snack and for future culinary delights. Pure ecstasy.
This post is in response to Norm’s very fun weekly feature for people who love doors to post and enjoy their favorite doors from around the world.
The buildings in this fishing village on the southern shore of Nova Scotia indicate that the storms can be brutal coming off the water.
In response to the Daily Post prompt of ‘weathered‘.
We left the Bay of Fundy even though I wasn’t ready. Maybe I wouldn’t have been ready until the first snow blew in, or they closed all the campgrounds for the season and I was only left with a Walmart parking lot. I think it fitting that we left Nova Scotia on the ferry that goes from Digby to St. John, New Brunswick. It is a big ferry crossing a big body of water. It took us two and a half hours to cross and it was a rough crossing. I watched the water and it seemed the roughness, the waves, were created by the emptying of the Bay of Fundy of its vast amounts of water. It was close to high tide when we drove to the dock an hour before departure and thus the tide was going out by the time we were crossing.
My photography didn’t do justice to the wonder I felt as I stood and looked over the tidal flats at low tide and the speed with which the water comes in. I took many photos but as I reviewed them for this post, it feels something like trying to document a daisy one petal at a time (my daughter’s analogy for trying to photograph the Swiss Alps.) Maybe I would learn how if I took another 10,000 photos – but alas we had to move on.
An all terrain vehicle and a clam digger.
Maybe words will help me. During a 12 hour tidal period (2 low & high tides), 115,000 billion tons of water move through the bay from the Atlantic and back back again. The highest tides are in the Minas Basin, a bay going into Nova Scotia, at Burntcoat Head of 14.5 meters (47.5 feet) with an extreme range of 16.3 meters (53.5 feet). (Wikipedia and Guinness Book of World Records) Most amazing of all, the landmass of Nova Scotia tilts with the changing weight of tides.
Everywhere we went, we watched for a few minutes to determine if the tide was coming in or going out. We would focus on a rock at the edge of the water to see if it became submerged or it was left more visible. We watched the currents of large rivers to determine if water was flowing downstream or upstream. We ventured a guess as to where the high-tide marks were. Yes, we were fascinated with the flow of the tides.