by John Constable. May 1988—Visited my brother at his cottage. Saw some windsurfers in the cove. Gayle said that it looked like fun and suggested we could maybe get a windsurfer board. I said it didn’t interest me at...
by Anne Esslinger. Eamonn Doorly is a wooden-boat builder who brings his work home. His wife, Charlotte Riley is an avid sailor and adventurer. From their home on St. Margaret’s Bay, this couple sails, teaches on tall...
by Heather Mcleod. On a 186-acre farm with rolling fields, forest and ponds sits a modern arts facility. The grounds of the Ross Creek Centre for the Arts is the stage for a major outdoor theatrical production that will...
by Michele Fox. I shivered as I huddled deeper into my hoody and walked across the parking lot to join the small group assembled in the gazebo. After weeks of planning, the long-anticipated day had arrived and having...
by Heather McLeod. Beware matey, the pirates are comin’! This summer up to 30 unique and historic, traditionally rigged sailing vessels from around the world—Canada, the US, Germany, Netherlands, Bermuda and India, to...
by Melanie Furlong and staff. The Halifax International Airport’s new U.S. pre-clearance service is making flying south of the border a whole lot easier. In December, American Eagle began offering direct flights from Halifax to...
by Heather McLeod. On top of South Mountain in Kings County lies a hidden sanctuary. Deep in the wilderness, a beautiful garden borders on the edge of the forest. Each spring, starting early in May, the male Ruby-throated...
by Krista Ivanov. Japan may have its cherry blossoms and the southern U.S. its magnolias, but nothing beats the fragrance and bloom of our very own apple blossoms. Those glorious white and pink petals dripping in orchards...
by Krista Ivanov. Nothing says spring like a garden full of tulips and there’s no better place than Truro as the entire town celebrates those blooming bulbs. This is the 10th anniversary of the Truro Tulip Festival so...
by Andrew Livingstone. As I rode the high speed quad chair to the top of Barker Mountain, the young skier sitting beside me, looked up, stared at me through shaded ski goggles and asked very politely, “Have you skied Agony...