Saturday, December 26, 2015

Blue Rocks? I have no idea what you are talking about.

If you come to Lunenburg, don't bother crossing over the town line and driving an extra ten minutes along highway 332.  There's really nothing to see.

If you are looking for untouched beauty then I suggest........ Peggy's Cove.

Spectacular biking and kayaking?   Ummm...Cabot trail.  Ya, that's it.  I hear the Cabot trail is incredible.

Folk art?  Lunenburg has a great festival in the summer.

So, if you happen to notice a place on the map called Blue Rocks.... don't bother.  It's not even in any of the tourist brochures.

Thursday, December 24, 2015

My Touchy Feely Christmas Message

The following blog is brought to you by a little extra something that I poured into my coffee.
Was just thinking back to an Ideas on CBC episode that I heard over a year ago.  Whoever was speaking was talking about how every major religion begins with the welcoming of a stranger.  That's it.  When I heard it, it blew my mind.  I thought, that's the gold standard of how we are doing as human beings in this world.

I'm grateful to live in a town where there really is so much generosity.  I walked into the farmers market and the first thing I saw was a table of people collecting donations for the Syrian refugee families that will be arriving here.  So many people doing good things.

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Happy Whatever.  Here's to a welcoming and generous new year.
Lots of Love.  Anna   (Hope I won't regret this post in the morning.)

Monday, December 14, 2015

Anna Goes to The City

When I signed off yesterday,  I was just about to curl up into a ball and settle in for the night in a pile of Edie's fabrics, but instead Edie and I decided to head into Halifax.... to look at more fabric.
Patch is a beautiful little shop on Robie st. in the North end of Halifax. It is filled with pretty things.

I have a weakness for pretty things.  I had no idea safety pins could be so beautiful.  I needed to buy those safety pins and I have been staring at them all day.
Eventually, the young lady working at Patch wanted to go home and we were evicted onto the street.  Edie and I walked around the North end while blabbing and gabbing.  I had confessed to Edie that I hadn't yet found a part of Halifax that stole my heart.
Edie grew up in Purcell's Cove and used to secretly meet up with her boyfriend in the North end back in the seventies (against her parents' wishes).  Apparently, there were no trendy restaurants in that part of town back then.  It was so fun to walk around with her and hear her stories.  Loved this skinny little house.  I can now say that there is an area of Halifax that has stolen my heart.  The North end appeals to my inner, shallow, trendy self.

There was just so much good food everywhere and beautiful, overpriced little niche grocery stores.  I'm really not above that.  I did draw the line at buying the Gluten free shampoo.  I just couldn't go there.
We had dinner at this incredible restaurant called, Agricola st. Brasserie.    Oh my Lord, that was good.  Really good.  Everything.  The atmosphere, all the beautiful people with beautiful hair, the meal, the deserts....  Sometimes you have to splurge.  But, like I said in my last post, this was actually a tax deductible business meal,  exchanging millinery techniques, suppliers, visions of the hat future, etc.,   ahem, cough, cough....

After filling up on my dose of city life,  we headed back to Edie's place for the night and in the morning set out on our next adventure.  Part three tomorrow.

Sunday, December 13, 2015

The Competition - Edie

I know I should be in competition with another curly haired, ex dancer, mad as a loon hat maker that also happens to live in Nova Scotia, but the fact is, I just adore her.  What's a girl to do.  How can I feel anything but love for a woman that happens to love all the same things as I do.

So, on Thursday when I happened to hit the wall and was ready to go hide in a cabin in the woods for some time, my wise husband suggested I give Edie a call.  Edie, want to run away with me?........Of course I do.  You see, a kindred spirit.

Notice any similarity here?  My great escape began with a trip to Edie's house in Timberlea. Just a modest little suburban home but walk down to her basement and.....

This is what you will find.  Paradise on earth.  Edie is a true master milliner.  She at one point had one of the largest hat shops in Canada, called Edie hats, on Granville Island in Vancouver.  She is also an unbelievable costumer.  She knows anything and everything there is to know about historical fashion and she is also trained as a men's hatter.

I could have just curled up in a pile of fabric and spent the whole weekend in Edie's studio.

But we had bigger plans.  I thought that this was just two mad hatters running away for the weekend, but Edie explained to me that we were actually having our first annual east coast milliner's convention.  (we can expand that title if anyone else wants to join us)  Seeing that this title made our getaway tax deductible, I decided to go with it.

I'll post more from our adventure tomorrow.