If it doesn't snow this coming Christmas we would not be surprised.
At that the odds are against snow on Christmas Day, but as dusk fell a bit of wet looking snow assaulted our homestead.
To that point in time it had been a green December.
With no visitors expected Ruth and I banished the idea of decorating a Christmas Tree and substituted this Christmas Cactus as the focal point for showing off our collection of stuffed bears, toys and trivia.
Christmas presents arrived by courier and in the mail on the day before Christmas preventing us from opening them earlier as has been our wont.
We did not hold out beyond Christmas Eve. Here I am sampling a ginger snap from Cathy.
Ruth was puzzled at the size of a present from Allison. When it proved to be a coffee maker she began to suspect that Allison did not like our taste in coffee. After running it almost immediately we agreed! encapsulated coffee is fresh, packaged coffee becomes stale. One cup is usually adequate as it is stronger. We ate a lot of those cookies while sampling coffee. We won't detail all that we received but we were truly grateful and we managed to make Cathy's gifts of specialty foods last well into the New Year.
Ruth pulling a pleased face.
Christmas morning was a decided let down in terms of the weather. We guessed that fog was being supplied to give us a "White Christmas." The neighbours at the east did come to visit before church as did Annette from the west. That was nice but the loneliness of that day lead us to consider a mini-vacation.
At least our little doryman had a restful day..
Our unexpected visitors did leave comfort food. The card shows a penguin and snowmen using e-phones to photograph a shooting star.
We went on line to look at options for a two night stay. Having visited this community for one-night stays and on day trips we looked at first to trying a different kind of accommodation. This hotel describes itself as "Edwardian" in style, which we thought a bit of a reach. The chief feature for us was an indoor pool. While they claim to be "in the business district" they are not. They also note being "minutes from Hank Snow Home Town Museum, and close to Privateer's Park. This eco-friendly hotel is within close proximity of Perkins House Museum and Queens County Museum." True, but not if you want to walk to any of these places.
The Privateers Inn is situated on the north bank of the Mersey River in Liverpool and actually is in walking distance of the box stores (directly down this street) or the old town (in the other direction across this bridge). Note that there is a sidewalk.
Arrived at 3 pm which is close to dusk at this time of year in Nova Scotia. But notice the lack of snow and clear blue sky. A mild day, perfect for travel. This place had an in-house bookstore and gift shop but we learned it was being phased out in favour of a bake shop. A small dining room lies behind those cat hats.
In 1947 Edgar and Helen Lane purchased 27 Bristol Avenue, a rather neglected rooming house with an 8 hole outhouse in the backyard. Ed and Helen opened the largest furniture store on the south shore.In 1962 Ed and Helen decided to make a major shift in business. They expanded the existing structure and added hotel guest rooms. They also included a restaurant, banquet room and coffee shop. Their son Ron, and his growing family moved from Whitehorse to help with the ever-increasing family business.
For many years, Ron ran the family business all the while raising nine children with his beloved wife Carol, plus involving himself with local politics. Ron Lane was mayor of The Town of Liverpool from 1985-1996. Ron’s children Susan, Terry and Linda now work together to manage Lane’s. In 1994 Susan opened Snug Harbour Books and in 1998 she further expanded the shop and opened Snug Harbour Gourmet Shop.
Lane’s went through many changes. Furniture, a beauty salon, a jewerly store and even rented apartments upstairs. Lane’s Privateer Inn has been through many changes over the years but one common thread makes Lane’s Privateer Inn what it is today ~ family means everything and every guest is treated like family.
And staff is friendly!
This view from the front door shows the massive parking lot, the bridge leading downtown and a bit of the Mersey River. On this day the weather report was on the mark promising drizzle. Still, we had brought rain gear and it was not snowing!
We were pleasantly surprised to find that management had moved its main dining hall to the river side of the building and greatly expanded the floor space of what had formerly been a bar and lounge.
We lunched the night before in our "suite" which was equipped with a microwave and fridge. Obviously this new dining hall remains popular with the before and after church crowd. We were pleased to find seasonal decorations still in place.
A bar is still a part of this area, but the interior dec job was new.
Ruth chose a riverside location. Breakfast was a part of the deal.
We hoped to ramble but not long after this shot was taken it commenced to rain with a vengeance.
Nevertheless we took our usual car trip through the old residential area.
Fort Point Lighthouse Park is identified as the site where De Monts and Champlain landed in 1604. A fort was built to defend Liverpool and its trading routes in the 18th Century. The park surrounding this Provincial Heritage Property is open year-round, unfortunately Fort Point Lighthouse which has stood since 1855 and is only open to visitors from May through October.
A digital camera freezes invisible rain drops, so you will have to take my word that a serious downpour followed for several hours. We were forced to take a walk in the Sobeys everything store in box store village, one of a few businesses open on a Sunday. After that it was read a book, watch TV and enjoy a late afternoon lunch. At least we were well rested.
In winter, weather is very irresponsible.
That morning we rose early and ate breakfast by ourselves in the small dining room. A few other guests had hung out "do not disturb" signs.
The surrounding grounds are much less lonely-looking in high summer.
The grass really was that green. The date was December 28, 2015.
.The Town Hall which was constructed in 1902 and included the Liverpool Opera House, which hosted local and travelling live shows until 1917. It was managed by The Astor Theatre Society, organized in 1987 displaced vaudeville as a charitable organization. Gradually motion picture presentations replaced vaudeville. In 1979, with increased interest in live presentation, the Astor Theatre began presenting local talent. With the installation of a new thrust stage, the stage area was increased to accommodate larger performing acts. Since that time, The Astor has played host to Rita MacNeil, Natalie MacMaster, Tommy Hunter, George Fox, Mr. Dress Up, Symphony Nova Scotia, and the Royal Shakespeare Company.
I will be very happy to see the end of interpretive murals in places like the Sobey food store.
The heart of downtown. That sign pointing to an associate village named "Brooklyn" leads traffic across the aforementioned bridge.
One more stop at that food store since Ruth noticed a few good deals on fresh produce there. This shot gives a notion of its size. Nova Scotia is exotic in the fact that there are few private liquor outlets. That "NSLC" sign in the distance stands for the government "Nova Scotia Liquor Commission" store, a monopoly in places larger than a village. You can get there from directly from Sobeys. Having seen alcoholic beverages handled at all hours from private outlets in Maine (where they also have government stores) I wonder...
While the stay at Privateers was inexpensive, the facilities in rooms are dated and there is something make-do about the arrangement of interior furniture. We were told that rooms were being rennovated, but peeking in one window, we observed that that did not mean changing fixtures but redecorating in the passe folk art style. For us, fiddly little frills are right up there with crudely executed murals. The general public should be exposed to either. At Privateers we were content enough with the dated interior dec look.