On July 13th the Yarmouth County Museum will open its Light House exhibit on Collins Street in the Gallery room. I have written a short story in collaboration with David Cain, a local artist. Hope locals can and view the wonderful painting he had done of the Bunker's Island Bug Light! There will be a auction of paintings on September 28 at 1pm. Call for more info 902-742-5539.
Here's my post-card story and sketches for your enjoyment ♥
Display for September 28,2013 Auction
"As it Was"
"As it Is"
"As it Will Be"
Here's my post-card story and sketches for your enjoyment ♥
A soft breeze
blows in from the south as I walk the long grassy path to my old childhood
home-stead, looking at the cement pillars and concrete pads in the grass, reminders
of Grand-father’s tales, quarantine hospitals, unmarked graves and stormy skies.
Reaching the
end of land at the tip of Ram’s Horn, I can still see Mother standing on
tip-toes to hang the laundry. Father walks towards the light tower door.
Ascending the steps, he checks the beacon, as he does every day.
My brother’s
and I would gather our buckets to search the beach just beyond for lobsters and
periwinkles hidden in the sea weed of low tide. I see my oldest sister standing
in the door way of the house holding the baby for Mother. She calls after us,
reminding us to be back by supper and high tide.
A long call of
the fog horn echoes out from the light house as Father sounds it. We look to
the mouth of the harbor, just to be sure the fog mist isn’t gathering there. We
would need our long shirts on if it did. A happy time it was.
I feel the
warmth of the sun quietly as I listen to the sea telling me her stories. Fishing
boats move out against the current on their way to the fishing grounds. Yacht’s
pass with excited sounds of adventure they pass to the winds. I look to a new
beacon as she stands alone in the tides.
As time
passes my eyes turn to the East to see the evening star rise. The light begins
to illuminate as earth turns day to night. Realizing the signal comes from
above to the light; I also turn and begin the walk back home.
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