|A Fairy Welcome|
Visitors were greeted by a charming leafy Elf who handed out riddles to be solved along the way and gave directions.
The walk through the woods was presented as a fund raiser for the Black Rock Trail system.
Some of the visitors even had wings !
Excited children and their parents "ooo'd" and "aaaaah'd" as they spied Fairy homes and hidey holes of stealthy Gnomes
Wait. What's that I hear ? A harmonica being gently played. Where is the player ?
Do you see him ?
Don't forget to look up. Some magical creatures are overhead.
And now I hear a flute. Far off. Playing softly in the wood. Do Elves play flutes ?
Apparently this one was being played by a Cardinal !
Fairy walks aren't just for the young; they're for the young at heart.
|Friends Ros and Terry (and dog Bella) seemed to know everyone there.|
|A wandering minstrel or an Elf in disguise ?|
After the woods walk, visitors could go into the community hall to make their very own Fairy homes to take home.
Wendy and Sooki had waited patiently in the car (windows down / water available) while I went on the Fairy walk, so on the way back home I exited the 101 at Exit 4.
If you're ever in the area I suggest you do the same.
Exit 4 takes one to the Gypsum cliffs which magically glow white in the bright sun.
The last time I came the tide was out and the river was just a few inches deep; this time it was high tide.
Sooki standing on the top of the dyke while Wendy and I walk in the field below. The dykes were built in the 1700's to create farm land and to keep the salty tide waters at bay.
Here the banks of the river are encroaching on a farm path as the tide has reached its peak.
Autumn in Nova Scotia is generally long and mild. It's loveliness is balanced off by our chilly lousy late Springs.
Wendy chased her ball and Sooki snuffled around in the long grass chasing imagined prey.
Just another magical day in my little corner of the World.