The final days at Yellow-Wood Farm on P.E.I. were full of delight (and paint). Cam, Karen, and Santosh (the dog) returned from their trip out to Ontario and we celebrated in fine style (of course). Cam began rehearsals for his shows at Summerside, Karen dove back into farm-life, and I set up my paints in the basement and hit the canvass pretty hard.
I was introduced to some new music out there, which is one of my favourite things. Topping the list: Little Feat, Sarah Slean, Chantal Kreviazuk, Moon VS Sun, Harmonium, Bill Doggett, and The Edgar Winter Group (if you can believe it…). There was also an album of Yodelling that I picked up which had quite a few plays on the ol’ turntable… we were an eclectic group you understand.
I managed to do plenty of sketches - all of which can be seen in the P.E.I. Gallery here.
It was tough to leave the farm. I can usually get my stuff all packed up and ready to go in short order, but I really dragged my feet this time. It was a truly magical place to be for a full month.
However, all good things….
Tearful goodbyes with Karen, Cam and Santosh (the dog) before I took the bus over the bridge to Moncton last week, where I caught the train down to Halifax; the last leg of my Cross-Canada Via Rail trip. There was some kind of electrical trouble with the train when I got on, so we sat in the Moncton station for two hours before finally setting out. I really don’t mind the delays on the train. The seats are comfortable, you can get up and walk around, and there’s plenty of power for devices, etc.
A couple of hours late getting into Halifax and I was picked up at the station by Janet and Gordie Noye, who own the property that Cam and Karen are renting on P.E.I. They had seen the sketches I was doing and were generous enough to buy a couple of canvasses. A nicer pair of folks you couldn’t find. They both looked through my sketch books over dinner and drinks, regaled me with stories, and seemed a bit home-sick for P.E.I. I can understand that. I was only there for a month, and already I miss it.
I spent a couple of nights outside of Halifax, staying with my friend, Pam Halstead and her delightful pets, Squeak (the cat) and Lucy (the dog). It was great to see Pam again. She and I met in Calgary through the theatre scene there. She’s full of energy and wit and enthusiasm for theatre, which is always inspiring. She was busy with a residency while I was there, but we had a couple of good chats and even got ourselves a brunch in.
I will say this: the one serious drawback of the Hobo lifestyle is not being able to have a pet. Thankfully, (much like guitars) there is usually an animal or two wherever I go. I bonded with Lucy the dog in a big way. There’s something about a big ol’ dog that leans into you that warms the heart.
I had a day of sunshine on the back deck of Pam’s to do up a sketch of the view.
My old Fringe-Festival buddy, Andrew Bursey and his partner, Linda picked me up from Pam’s place and we made our way down the south shore to the charming town of Liverpool, N.S. where I’ve been staying since Saturday.
Good lord! They’ve got an amazing piece of property. In town. Right on the water. Beautiful. Oh.. and a dog named Maggie, who is simply marvellous (another leaner).
I’ve been given the royal treatment here in Liverpool. We’ve taken in some of the beaches nearby and seen the sights of the town. I even got a private tour of the local theatre - the Astor - which is over a hundred years old, has just seen some renovations, and is an absolutely stunning place.
Last night we had ourselves a Lobster feast, which was quite the thing. I feel like I’ve been taking in as much of the coast as I possibly can and will need about a month to absorb it all.
Next up: I head out to Hudson, Quebec via Halifax and Montreal to do Blind Date for a couple of weeks. That’ll be a big shift in gears, no doubt.