Tuesday, August 16, 2016


We received, and accepted, an offer on our property on the weekend from a lovely couple who have taken over a local B & B. They stayed in our house while we were visiting Dawson City and John & Mackenzie -- a truly wonderful visit with a music festival and a birthday to celebrate, movies, walks, some golf -- and I guess they came to like it. We think they are the exact right people for our place and for the community. The closing is Oct. 28th, so we have some time to savour what is left of summer, and the glorious fall we have here in Cape Breton, while packing and saying goodbye to friends & neighbours. 

Of course this is not a last goodbye. Cape Breton, this area along the shore and St. Ann's Bay & Harbour most particularly, is my heart home. There is no saying goodbye to that. We'll be back, and often we hope. Plus this house and property and our beloved community have witnessed and sustained us through so much: both good stuff and hard stuff -- life I guess. Visits from family & friends, marriages, the birth of three grandchildren who have all come to visit, Honey arriving in our lives, amazing dinner parties, the loss of dear friends, neighbours and Andy's brother & my friend, Alistair, and my sister and father's deaths. These are events you carry with you when you go, but they are locked in memory and heart in a place, and by that I mean this house, this property, this place: North Shore, Cape Breton. 

Saturday, June 18, 2016

A garden aglow: 45224 Cabot Trail, Cape Breton

Bleeding hearts and flowers

This could be YOUR garden, wild and cultivated. And you could make it better, I bet!

Call or email Minerva:

Friday, June 17, 2016

Come drive Cape Breton

One of our veiws

Come drive Cape Breton and while you're on the Cabot Trail, check out our house: 45224 Cabot Trail! 


Sunday, June 12, 2016

Clean up day: 45224 Cabot Trail, Cape Breton

It was one of those perfect spring days: all warm sun, blue sky, turquoise ocean, soft breeze, frilly soft green of new leaves, and no bugs! We finally got the last of the yard work done with enough sunshine left for margaritas on the deck. 

Thursday, June 9, 2016

We're still here

Nibbles on the house and property and an offer we decided to turn down, so we've settled in and have the gardens planted -- lots of salad stuff already looking good, beans and peas and onions and basil and zucchini: summer foods & herbs -- grass mowed, trails being cleared, and the house clean, pared down and pretty. Apple and peach trees are full of blossoms after a natural pruning by the moose. Lilacs about to burst and wild rhodora in full bloom. We've been eating asparagus and rhubarb and have started to look for chanterelles but they aren't ready yet. Fiddleheads are though, and there are fresh lobster to be had at Little River wharf. It's a lush time. 

I walk the property with Honey and admire all we've done since we first arrived 11 years ago. A labour of love, for sure. The trails are a delight. Some of the oak trees I planted from acorns are nicely established, ditto pine and larch trees transplants. The oaks I transplanted are now much taller than I am. Currant bushes are prolific and the blueberry field right beside the house is is loaded with blossoming plants this year. Bring on the bees! My chestnut tree towers. Rose and honeysuckle will soon bloom. All good.

We've lowered the house price to $237,000. A deal. If you're interested, check in with Minerva MacInnis at Remax:


Oh, and the hummingbirds are back and nesting. This is not the best picture I've taken, but I liked the scalloped collar on this guy.

The sun just came out. Time for a walk!

Monday, February 8, 2016

Cape Breton paradise for sale: last post

Andy & I have decided it's time to move closer to family, so we've placed our beloved Cape Breton paradise on the real estate market with Minerva MacInnis as our agent. 

80 acres, cleared and mixed forest, ocean view (even while reclining in the claw-foot bathtub), includes a brook and cleared severable lot on the brook side; house with screened sleeping porch; raised tent platform accessible year round; workshop and storage shed with attached machine shed (ATV, lawn mower etc); woodshed with attached garden shed; many kilometres of cleared trail; raised bed and dug organic gardens for both vegetables and flowering perennials; fruit bearing apple, peach and plum trees; raspberries, wild blueberries; incredible variety of wildlife and bird species as well as mushrooms and fiddleheads and other wild edible plants. Minutes to a sandy ocean beach and several swim-able (and fish-able) rivers with access to a wharf and boat launch. Golf. And more...  

If you're interested, click on Minerva's site (below) for more details and to have a look at the house as well as some pictures of the property. Give her a call or send an email. She'll tell you that we are motivated sellers. 


For those of you who might be looking at Cape Breton property and you're from the USA, when you consider the US dollar against the Canadian dollar right now, this is a deal you can't afford to overlook! Give Minerva a call and she'll take you for a look for yourself.  

There is a new, tongue-in-cheek (sort of) site for Americans worried about the coming US elections, in case you might like to re-locate. No matter who wins, the bottom line: Cape Breton is a lovely place to live. If you're interested, here's a link to the site:


For the curious who are wondering what kind of community we live in -- an open, active, beautiful and welcoming one -- there is a wonderful Facebook page that keeps up with what's going on in the St. Ann's Bay community including hikes, lunches, dancing, charity events, what's going on in local shops and businesses, workshops, what groups and churches are up to and much more. No end of good times. Just click on the link below: 


For those of you who are reading this and are new to my blog, dive in and have a look at past posts. You'll find pictures of the area, of the property, our gardens and lots more. 

Sunday, March 8, 2015

Sledding in Cape Breton

        Sledding in Wichita

     As cars pass, laboring through the slush,
     a boy, bundled against the stiff wind
     in his snow suit, gloves, and scarf,
     leans on his upright toboggan,
     waiting his turn atop
     the snow-packed overpass—
     the highest point in town.
     First one car exits, and then another,
     each creeping down the icy ramp.
     The brown grass pokes through
     the two grooves carved in the short hill.
     As the second car fishtails to a stop at the bottom,
     brake lights glowing on the dirty snow,
     the boy’s turn comes.
     His trip to the bottom is swift—
     only a second or two—
     and he bails out just before the curb.
     It’s not much, but it’s sledding in Wichita. 
              -- by Casey Pycior