The trees were the first beings I fell in love with here, so many huge ancient hardwoods draping their elegant limbs over the rural roads, oaks, maples, elms and so many more.

Even their winter bones are glorious, they giddy me with excitement, I will hardly be able to contain myself when these giants burst into foliage. The second thing I fell in love with was the universal welcome of everyone we have met. Today we mistakenly knocked at the wrong house, looking for our new artist friends. “ Oh no love, they don’t live here, but I’m Tracy and don’t mind the mess, I’ve got four kids still home, come on in and I’ll make you a cuppa tea! “. How very Nova Scotian…