|The view from Willie Mims's and Pat's deck. Twice a day|
that bay rises and falls more than fifty feet!
But not forever. Old friends are often the best friends and upon renewing our acquaintance what we had all those years ago came alive once again. This time was even better. In the intervening years, Mims had become an expert in all things living. As we drove around Wolfville, Nova Scotia, he not only gave me a guided tour of his remarkably beautiful part of the world, he pointed out beaches and islands that vanished under more than fifty feet of sea water then reappeared twice a day as the highest tides in the world ebbed and flowed. When the tide was out the sand (mud really) beach was home to millions of creatures ranging from microscopic organisms to birds feasting for their flight to South America.
|One of many spectacular views where farming and wild life abound. Did I|
mention that bay rises and falls more than fifty feet twice a day!
All this in the company of my high school singing buddy . . . now a retired biology teacher at Acadia University. Wow! What a day. Thanks, Willie Mims. Or do I have to learn to call you Jim? Nah.
P.S. As a bonus, Jim's mate, Pat, served one of the few home cooked meals I've had while on the road. Thanks, Pat. It was delightful getting to know the one so dear to my old friend.