That weekend in Malagash
Malagash Point, Nova Scotia
I love Nova Scotia! And I really love seeing and enjoying new places around the province. There’s a certain magic to falling in love with a place that you’ve never been before.
Every once in a while you have a weekend away that you just can’t shake. You remember it by the way that it feels, rather than the specifics. It feels like a dancing warmth in your toes, that spreads all the way through your heart, up into the cushions around your eyes. You can feel it when you breath, and you can see it when you blink.
Malagash Point, Nova Scotia
In my experience, the essence of a place really comes down to the things that you do there. It is not the shops, restaurants, or even the physical landscape in which it exists—although the landscape often weighs heavily for me. It’s the things that you do and enjoy while you are there that you remember it by. The conversations you had, the food you ate, and the wine you drank.
Song: From Towers to Windmills by Corey Isenor
Delicious oysters from the beach
A marvellous feast of shrimp and crab
Post dinner dance party
This post has been sitting in my drafts since November 2020. But this weekend still feels like it was yesterday. Reflecting on it makes me smile. So now I’m clicking publish and sharing it with you!
