Saturday was one of those perfect days, that while your driving home from the great things that have happened you realize how wonderful your life actually is. Like I mentioned the other day, my life is actually becoming a “life” here, it’s taken a year but it’s slowly evolving into something I’m beginning to love.
Yesterday was the thank you brunch for the WIFT -AT committee for the conference from last weekend. It was fabulous. I drove out to Tantallon to Jan’s house, about a 1/2 hour drive from downtown Halifax. She and her husband live in this beautiful house they built a number of years ago on property that had been in her husbands family for about a 100 years. They are right on a point facing St. Margret’s Bay.
I arrived the party was just starting, there was a wonderful smell of baking and I was greeted with a big hug from Jan and an invite to help myself to juices or coffee.
I should tell you a little about Jan’s place, every wall in her house is a different colour, a bright, wonderful, colour. There are blue walls, yellow and green, she’s just painted one smaller wall orange, a riot of colour is the only way to describe it. And the most amazing thing is that it all works. Coming from a house with a mother who was an interior decorator and would have NEVER considered doing this, I find it astonishing. All the windows in their home face the water and the way they’re situated you see straight down the bay to the open ocean. Absolutely stunning! I took a few minutes to just stand in a sun patch and gaze at the bay, watching the sun dance off the water, this is why I moved out here.
There was a lot of laughter and stories being told, we saw the pictures that the photographers (students from my school) took and a inpromtu down load of the weekend happened. Of course, all this was done while, eating amazing breakfast burritos, and baked goods that Jan’s husband had made – the BEST sticky buns EVER! Thank god a visit to my friends who live up the road and a walk with the dogs was in my immediate future.
I left the party around 2pm and headed to my friends place to pick them up and drive to the Bike and Bean – they had been there the night before, it’s their local, and they had a great time listening to the Sofa Kings, but had left their car there. After a quick lunch, on their part since I was still recovering from the sticky buns, we headed back to their place to go for a long walk with their 2 dogs, Bob & Louie, the neighbour and her dog Sam (Jan and her husband have 4 standard poddles, who were milling around, 1 of the dogs, Pixel will become a mommy next week). It was a day of dogs.
We put on warm boots, and headed out with the 3 dogs. What a beautiful day, the sun was out, it was warm, the perfect walking day. We ended up in the “bog” it was such a gorgeous day and they have chairs out there to sit in the sun. We sat and had a drink which they called a “bubba” while the dogs chased the ball, crows, and planes. One of them found a pheasant head (yuck) but that was taken care of quickly – once the cups were clear of the drink, that is. We sat there for quite sometime, before heading back in the setting sun.
I had a quick cup of tea, and shared the goodies plate that Jan had sent me home with and then headed back into town. I was shocked to see that it was 20 after 7 when I got into my car. Of course, was St. Patrick’s day and they take that very seriously in this end of the world, the music and partying went on for a long time, nice to hear. I would have probably gone out to join in but, I was just so tired from the past 3 days of socializing so taking a night to write my blog, and snuggle with the girls is not a bad thing.
For today there will be more house hunting and laundry, more laundry! I think my friend had the right idea when she said she doesn’t even put it on her list because it just never goes away!
The perfect day, and I’m a lucky lady to have these amazing friends and “sorta family” who have come into my life and given me these wonderful moments.
Dreaming Big from the East Coast,