Leslie(nova scotia)
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From the land of the Bluenose.....my internal alarm clock went off and promptly woke me up at 4am. Lord love a duck this was my first of 4 days off. What the halibut and I got up trying not to wake Marie who was in "Lala Land" and as Maxwell Smart used to say,"And loving every moment of it!"
After a quick breakfast and getting a butt kicking on the scrabble site Marie headed to work and I out to dig. Was a dark, dank and drudging day that sent a chill through this old bouys bones but was not near the intensity of the iron curtain that engulfed me as I entered the Queen Elizabeth Hospital to visit my dear friend Pat who is slowly withering away. Was emotionally draining to see such a vibrant person in this state and I sat there thinking of all the time we had spent together in the past 20 years. Broke down a bit and in retrospect I wondered if it was because Pat was passing away or the fact that I was losing a dear friend or could it be that circumstances such as this tend to make one realize their own finite mortality.
After a half hour of watching Pat I left feeling lucky to be the one walking out into the day no matter what the weather. A few thoughts crossed mind as I drove to an old farming road for a walk to clear my mind more than to dig. First off it is so true that youth is wasted on the young and second, if you dont have your health you have nothing.
After finding a rather toasty belt buckle and an 1832 even toastier Nova Scotian Thistle token my mind gained a degree of peace and I ventured to a local park.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7db39b3127cce84eda4a7af0f00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
What is it this year with me and silver rings for the second target I dug up was this weird looking 925 "O".<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7db39b3127cce84eda4b82e2000000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
An hour later I had dug up my fill for the day which included the toasty 1832 NS token, a buckle, the silver ring and 49 other coins @$4.55<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7db39b3127cce84eda4bbaf1300000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center.
Waiting for my good friend French Dave and his bilingual wonder dog Max to arrive from Chetticamp as I do this post. Imagine another outing today is in order..but that as they say..............is another story.
This is a photo of Pat taken when we went to the Chrisitan Metal Detecting Forum Hunt last year in Vicksburg, Mich.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b4cf38b3127cce9b90b04a194000000016108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
After a quick breakfast and getting a butt kicking on the scrabble site Marie headed to work and I out to dig. Was a dark, dank and drudging day that sent a chill through this old bouys bones but was not near the intensity of the iron curtain that engulfed me as I entered the Queen Elizabeth Hospital to visit my dear friend Pat who is slowly withering away. Was emotionally draining to see such a vibrant person in this state and I sat there thinking of all the time we had spent together in the past 20 years. Broke down a bit and in retrospect I wondered if it was because Pat was passing away or the fact that I was losing a dear friend or could it be that circumstances such as this tend to make one realize their own finite mortality.
After a half hour of watching Pat I left feeling lucky to be the one walking out into the day no matter what the weather. A few thoughts crossed mind as I drove to an old farming road for a walk to clear my mind more than to dig. First off it is so true that youth is wasted on the young and second, if you dont have your health you have nothing.
After finding a rather toasty belt buckle and an 1832 even toastier Nova Scotian Thistle token my mind gained a degree of peace and I ventured to a local park.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7db39b3127cce84eda4a7af0f00000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
What is it this year with me and silver rings for the second target I dug up was this weird looking 925 "O".<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7db39b3127cce84eda4b82e2000000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
An hour later I had dug up my fill for the day which included the toasty 1832 NS token, a buckle, the silver ring and 49 other coins @$4.55<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7db39b3127cce84eda4bbaf1300000026108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center.
Waiting for my good friend French Dave and his bilingual wonder dog Max to arrive from Chetticamp as I do this post. Imagine another outing today is in order..but that as they say..............is another story.
This is a photo of Pat taken when we went to the Chrisitan Metal Detecting Forum Hunt last year in Vicksburg, Mich.<center><img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b4cf38b3127cce9b90b04a194000000016108AcM2bhk4ZN2"></center>
