Changing light and different reflections

                                                                                                                                                        Photos by Kay Davies

I wasn't at Hopewell Rocks, New Brunswick, for very long before the light changed dramatically. The water of the Bay of Fundy changed color (except where it reflected the rocks) and even the land in the near distance changed. I wasn't there long enough to see the famous Bay of Fundy tide, but I enjoyed visiting the rocks and their reflections as part of my train trip to Canada's east coast last year.

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Unreal camera critters, folks, simply unreal

Photo by Kay Davies      

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As much as I love the small herd of deer who come to visit our yard and to eat the ornamental crabapples from our tree, I'm tired of pictures of them in the snow.  I did, however, enjoy seeing a metal deer statue in Moncton, New Brunswick, during my train trip across Canada last year. Someone offered to take a picture of me, my husband Dick, and a gorilla statue at the San Diego Zoo a few years ago. (A sign warns visitors the metal statue may be hot -- but we weren't there in summer.)

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Three of Canada's Maritime Provinces

Above and below, just off the Cabot Trail in Cape Breton, Nova Scotia.

Above, even a low Bay of Fundy tide can be seen rushing upriver in Truro, Nova Scotia. Below, the lovely, peaceful river before the tidal bore caused it to flow upstream.

Above, the College of Piping and Celtic Peforming Arts in Summerside, Prince Edward Island. Below, the unfittie is about to enjoy her first PEI lobster.

Below, the Hopewell Rocks in New Brunswick, sculpted by wind and water. People (not the unfittie) can walk out to the rocks at low tide if they are careful not to get stranded when the famous Bay of Fundy tide comes roaring in.

Below, I tried to set the hotel alarm clock when staying in Moncton, New Brunswick, but didn't do something right, because I overslept by a few minutes and missed seeing the tidal bore at the foot of King Street. There's always something to photograph in the Maritimes, however. Now that I've almost finished "doing" NB, PEI and NS, it's back home soon to nag my husband about going to Newfoundland together, not this year, but maybe next.