An impressionist’s view of winter in Martins Point

Late February: the best part of winter. The sun is shining straight through my office window in the semi-basement. How pleasant. Meanwhile, outside, all is white, hard and frozen. Last weekend, a couple of anglers walked about three hundred meters over the frozen sea in front of our house, carrying two chairs, a pack of [...]

Walking on thick ice

Across from the tidal inlet near our house is a small island which is a symbolic destination for us, depending on the time of year. We celebrate spring, and the ice breaking up, by canoeing to it. In winter, if the ice is thick enough, we walk or skate to it. Today the ice was [...]

23 Things to Love about Winter in Nova Scotia

With thanks to my Facebook friends for their contributions. The smooth, quiet brush of fresh snow under your skis. The way ice breaks and cracks over rocks as the tide falls. Empty beaches with shimmering vistas. The mildness, softness and peace a snowfall brings. Like the folks here, a winter is softness and gentility: quite [...]

Frosty mornings bring ice to sheltered waters

I’m fascinated by the formation of ice and how it interplays with the tides. And it has started again with cold morning temperatures which leave a layer of ice which plays with rocks as the tide goes down. You can hear the cracking as you walk along the shore – just little crick-clicks now, but [...]

Video: Frosty Morning – Winter Ice on Mahone Bay

Hot off the press: our first Nova Scotia Photo Album video. It won’t be the last! This one shows how tide and temperature create an ever-changing landscape on Mahone Bay’s shoreline, from first frost to spring breakup. The music is an Appalachian tune called Frosty Morning, played by Dennis Robinson on fiddle and Heather Holm [...]

Ice after a cold night, even in April.

Still a little bit of ice

First time in a canoe this year

We did it because we could. The ice is gone, the tide was high. My son and I dipped the canoe in the ocean and paddled out to a nearby island. He hiked around it and then we paddled back again.

Ice on an April morning

Ice leaves, buffleheads take over