One day I will visit this place.. the place my ancestors called home before their exile to the bayous of Louisiana. I thank you Fee for bringing so much of it to life for me..))
Always, Myrna

Send me plane tickets and I'm there, Fee. This is beautiful. I can see myself sitting on one of those rocks and penning out am outline for the rest of my novel.

~hugs~
Karen

Felix you took me heart away with this write. I could feel the warmth of friendship, the laughter, and the love of Nova Scotia by the sea. Beautiful picture.

Ooooooooooooo... looks a bit chillier than my version, Darlin Pops xoxoxo But the feelings are the same! :)) And your new Biog pic fair warms the cockles of me heart whenever I see it. Love this upbeat combo. Dancing on the beach next! LOL K xx

True love of the land at its best! Such imagery and emotion with sea sailed words...Home Sweet Home...
Enjoyed this Fee~ Excellent~
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~

You have indeed made a few of homesick for the beauty that we've missed for far too long. Thank you dear Cuz, Love Rose XOXO

Dear Fee:

One place I'd love to see. I can smell the fire, feel the salt breeze and most of all how you love your homeland. Lovely testament to it all.

hug,
Kathy

Oh Fee, I can just see you there, sitting there with a cup O tea, piping hot in your hands, a Tamar Shantar on yer head, aaachhh
Lovely description of HOME.

KWOZ hugs
Ch'erie

Oh Felix, you have made me homesick for the east coast.(not to awfully far from Nova Scotia) All that I mess, the bonfires, clambakes and friends gathering for an evening on the beach. I can hear the lonely cry of the seagulls, breath in the salty air and hear the ocean slapping on the shore. Beautifully written.
Be safe,
Karen

I once had an emplyoee who hailed from Nova Scotia and once a year ahe would go home. She had me wanting to visit and, with your poem here...the yearning returns. I'll go for a visit one day. Get in touch with a travel industry there. This poem is excellent for promoting tourisim.
Lovem
Susan

God bless the see
Walt

Great write Fee,lovely tribute to a piece of paradise ,that i too very proudly call HOME,,,,,great place to live . xxxx Dusty

You took me right there...love it!!

Love Tinka

This is tempting all my senses to visit beautiful Nova Scotia. I have cousins there too, so I have many reasons to go. Thanks for this atmospheric and vivid write.

Wow Fee... this is a dream come through
This was a very beautiful walk through your
Panoramic picture of paradise
Imagery so vivid I can Smell the Clams steaming!
Outstanding my friend!!!!!
Keep up that Floooooooooow
Love And Peace To You Always...Morning Star

it is true grace to know the contentment of ones home, i felt your landscape memories and could hear the gull

Beautiful picture. LadyJ

Hey cuz. another beautiful piece. I may be from Newfoundland, but it also makes me homesick. Love & hugs.
Lina

I've been to Canada, but not to Nova Scotia. I went to Canada when I was but fourteen, and it left a big impression on me. Someday I hope to return and explore more of Canadian beauty at its best! (Went to Niagara Falls.) Beautiful, beautiful write, Fee; awesome!! BRAVO!!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

(((Fee))),

Having never experienced Nova Scotia, you've taken me there in beautiful, engaging verse; this could be an anthem. Well done!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

I long for the day when I never more will roam (from Nova Scotia's shores). To all you readers who have never experience the Beauty of the shores of our home, save up all your pennies and before you leave this world, visit the Heaven that God gave us here on Earth.

And Leroy (growing up we always called him Leroy), the beach parties, clam bakes, and the clam digging and family picnics at Three Fatham Harbour, Mom's egg salad (God, I hate onion). Mom brewing the tea over an open fire and then cleaning the soot off afterwards by rubbing the pots in the sand. Nine kids packed into the station wagon or whatever old car dad had at the time, the Sunday drives down to Eastern Passage or Cow Bay and stopping for ice cream or pop. Life was a treat.

Yes, this poem has brought tears to my eyes, but I'll be home again this year and with God's blessing in five or six more years it'll be a one way trip back to the salt air and sea breezes of home.

I have to go dry my eyes now, I can't see what I'm typing,

Lov ya bro,

John

A tribute to the land you love,beautiful picture,Happiness is all that matters...
God Bless,

Michael

lucky duck~

sure sounds beautiful-such a very emotional word is home-thanks for sharing yours

What a picturesque photo, Fee. Your words paint a lovely scene and they're spoken with such love and pride for your home. Excellent and so very well done.
Love,
CJ

Fee, First of all I didn't realize you were a fellow Canadian eh? Secondly, I envy you living in such a paradise. To travel to the Maritimes is our dream vacation, and to view the gorgeous Atlantic ocean. Your poem has made me wistful for the day when we can go there. Love the picture too.
Hugs, Laura

A fine tribute to the land that you love. Expressed in words that come from your heart.