Wish you could come home.
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October 23, 2011
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Didn't know you had a brother, Steph. Where is he if not home?
(This somehow reminds me of my attempt to persuade Euan to dress as Waldo for Halloween and wear a sign around his neck that reads: Here I am.)
Lovely pics. I was looking at Nova Scotia across the Bay today and thinking it really doesn't look at all far away some days.
Posted by: Sara | October 23, 2011 at 05:40 PM
The Waldo costume with that sign = perfection.
Yes, I have a little brother who lives on the other side of the country and feels as sentimental about Mahone Bay as I do.
Posted by: Steph | October 23, 2011 at 06:17 PM