May 28th, 2007
We just got back from a field trip to observe a family of geese living near our place. With some hunting (and my sharp, honk-detecting ears) we found them: mom, dad, and five little imprinted goslings. It was terribly cute. We watched for an hour or so, until some less-sensitive folks arrived, got too close, and set the adults to hissing. We took that as our cue to leave (plus Husband was pretty goosed out by that point) and now we’re home, sadder but wiser. Ha ha, not really.
One thing I miss about Halifax is the ocean life. Here, there’s never anything to see in the water. Sometimes you see otters or seals or whatever the are, but basically never any fish. In Halifax I was constantly watching jellyfish and starfish and minnows and such. The ocean was much oceanier there. And of course the fishing life was much more integrated into the city and its culture. Halifax felt like a fishing town and a port, whereas Vancouver feels like Robson Street (people who live here will know what I mean). On the plus side, I’ve never experienced a blizzard here.