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On Adams Pond

An Island native and his family find solace in Seaview, PEI. “Here about the beach I wander’dNourishing a youth sublimeWith the fairy tales of scienceAnd the long result of Time.” –Alfred, Lord Tennyson For seven glorious days, the chatter of nesting red-winged blackbirds and their marsh neighbours would be our natural alarm clocks. Our Island vacation was here at last. We unloaded our duffle bags into the little cabin next to the beach in Seaview,…

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The old man and the tourists

The man was sitting alone at the end of a bench in the Speightstown, Barbados bus terminal. Behind him some teenagers were horsing around in a FLOW mobile hut. It was a relief to get out of the sun. He appeared to be nodding off, so I hesitated before approaching him. “Pardon me sir. Hello?” He stirred. “Can you tell me if the bus to Animal Flower Cave leaves from Gate 5?” He lifted his…

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Journalists in danger zones

The closest I came to trouble was in 1982. A few CBC colleagues were already assigned to Lebanon and other war zones and sure enough, my turn came. “Perry,” yelled our assignment editor. “You doing that hog story today?” My camera operator Jimmy Jackman and I headed north from Calgary to a farm between Balzac and Airdrie. Alberta hog producers were upset about something and I needed B-roll video of pigs to round out the…

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Where have all the old cabins gone?

Twenty-seven years ago, Lancelot Press of Hantsport published a little book called Backwoods Cabins of Nova Scotia. It was written and illustrated by Bud Inglis, who was then writing nature columns for a Halifax newspaper. Inglis traveled through all eighteen counties, taking notes and scribbling sketches along the way, talking to the locals for tips and advice. In all, he wrote detailed descriptions of fifty cabins of varying sizes, shapes and uses. And he clearly…

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An ode to country living

My wife and I moved to Afton Station last summer when a friend tipped us off to a great rental opportunity. We’re about 20 minutes east of Antigonish on ten acres of oceanfront property, a quarter of which is open lawn and includes an impressive stand of mature Poplar trees. I wasn’t aware they were Poplar until I took a picture of a leaf and compared it with results of a Google search. (I really…

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