The Tall Ships have been and gone.
After much anticipation and massive preparations, 25 Tall Ships visited Halifax for a festive weekend July 30 – Aug 1. There were parties, concerts, picnics, ship tours and fireworks.
Led by Sail Training International, Rendez-Vous 2017 Tall Ships Regatta is a transatlantic race of 7,000 nautical miles taking place over the course of five months in 2017. The race started at the port of Royal Greenwich in Great Britain on April 13.
It finishes in the port of Le Havre, France, which will welcome the grand winner between August 31 and September 3.
The Race route included stops in Portugal, Bermuda, the United States and Canada – coinciding nicely with Canada’s 150th Anniversary as a county.
From Halifax, 13 of the ships made their way to Lunenburg for the weekend of August 10-12. And what’s time we had!!
Alongside Lunenburg’s “shorter” waterfront (no high-rises here!), these tall masts seemed all the more impressive.
The party is over now. And we wish them all Fair Winds!
Linked with Norm’s Thursday Doors
The brass bell aboard the schooner Bluenose II, on a rainy August Saturday in Lunenburg, NS.
WPC – ooh! shiny!
If there hadn’t been women we’d still be squatting in a cave eating raw meat, because we made civilization in order to impress our girlfriends. Orson Welles
All fall in!
Lined up and ready for dinner!!!
This lot arrived compliments of our generous neighbour… who just happens to be a lobster fisherman. A happy surprise phone call on a Sunday morning!
They were deliciously fresh, of course. But. Still. I can help but wonder just how hungry must the first person to eat a lobster have been …. (it’s a perennial question for me.). There’s a lot of amour on those “sea bugs”.
WPC – Order
I realize that cities and towns the world over usher in the last weeks before Christmas with a ceremony that often includes the lighting of a tree.
And it’s no different in Lunenburg.
Or maybe it is.
As the self-proclaimed “Balsam Fir Capital of the World”, Lunenburg County takes Christmas trees very seriously. It follows that the town would sport a real beauty. And everyone wants in on the action. So a lovely “festival of trees” cluster around the official tree – individuals, families, and organizations sponsor the trees. There must be a hundred trees there this year (I didn’t count them).
Several hundred people gathered last night to witness the lighting of these trees. There was such a lovely feeling in the group.
People reunited with old friends, made new ones, enjoyed treats from the outdoor market and sang carols. I was lucky enough to stand next to a friend and former music teacher who has the most beautiful soprano voice. (Naturally, I lip-synced).
Children laughed and ran round with their friends – dogs barked. It was a joyful scene.
Then. The moment came for the countdown to flicking the switch and light trees. A hush. 10, 9, 8 … 3, 2, 1!! A communal gasp! And the perfect finish as the Kinderchoir sang a German Carol.
And that, my friends, is a little bit of Lunenburg magic.
(Apologies for the poor photo quality – caught up in the moment)
The edge of the roof on St John’s Anglican Church, Lunenburg, Nova Scotia.
Some of you may remember that this lovely lady suffered a devastating fire onHallowe’en night, 2001. This site has been a place of worship ever since the Town of Lunenburg was settled in 1753. It would have been an easy decision to tear down what remained, and build a spanking new church in its place. So, it is a great credit to the community (of the church, the town, the province and the country) that the decision was taken to do the right thing – not the easy thing. Instead, a massive and completely sympathetic restoration was undertaken and completed in 2005.
And here she stands. Lovely on a foggy September evening.
The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind. – E. B. White
This doorway frames in invitation to enter into this peaceful garden room and recharge. It belongs to the bright, new star of the vibrant Lunenburg coffee shop scene: No 9, Montegue Street.