The bad news for October 13, 1934: The effects of the Great Depression still lay on the world. In Nazi-Germany, Bavarian Protestants called off meetings and church services to protest the removal of Bishop Meiser. Pastors supporting Meiser had planned to distribute pamphlets among worshipers on Sunday, but the Gestapo seized the literature before it could be issued for distribution. In the United States, the New Yorker noted that  General William E. Mitchell "an outspoken former aviation chief."had coolly recommended that the U.S. get fifty dirigibles so that in two days there would be nothing left of Japan." Preemptive strikes were being considered back then!

The good news for Rod back in 1934 was that he was being born in St. Stephen, New Brunswick, Canada.  He shared this distinction with Nana Mouskouri, the yet-to-be famous singer, in Chania, Crete, Greece.
This was a Saturday, not Friday 13th, as was the case in 2017.If you are reading this you will no doubt recall this earlier terribly dangerous date  in 2017.

The Gaelic folk originally recognized only two season: The beginning of each year was Samhuinn, the "time of the weak sun," belonging to the moon goddess Samh. It commenced November 1.  The Beultinn belonged to the sun god Beul or Bi land marked his ascendancy on May 1. The only bad luck which Rod Mackay saw attached to October 13 was the fact that he found that the weather usually veered off in problematic weather o, or about, the time of his birthday. The year 2017 saw the first taste of frost here in Nova Scotia's deep south. Of course, the climate has changed dramatically in Maritime Canada since 1934, and this year tourism in this province remained buoyant past mid-October.

How does one celebrate outliving many high school, college and university friends and valued enemies?  In 1990 males in Canada could hope to reach the advanced average age of 79 and females to 80. In 2014, statisticians decided that the age for males in the entire country was 80 years and 84 years for females. Rod very much enjoyed greeting from daughters, Allison and Cathryn in Ontario and grandson, Zachary in New Brunswick.  Photo by Ruth.

We were constrained from much more that day trips because of a series of financial reverses during most of the summer of 2017, when we had hoped to see Louisbourg and perhaps Charlottetown for a coupe of days. When the money stream started to flow again we thought to have a birthday oriented look at the Wolfville, Cape Blomodin area of Nova Scotia, but the long range weather forecast for October 13th was not promising in terms of air temperatures and precipitation. Even nearby Windsor was fully booked! We gambled on an earlier Friday, October 6 and went overnight to Annapolis Royal and Digby instead. That turned out to be a fun-filled outing, but as Rod's actual birth date loomed, and the weather report looked marginally better, R&R decided to take some round trips within the County of Lunenburg, there being a lot they have not yet seen or experienced.

October 12 was on the warm side by mid-afternoon and having had a good working day as a transcriptionist, Ruth suggested a loop down to the La Have Bakery which is beyond Bridgewater on the west side of the La Have River, about 25 minutes distant.

In places it is reminiscent of the Saint John River drive, but in some places trees crowd the road more closely than there.

We have a ferry which connects the communities of East and West La Have.  This one costs $7 one way unlike New Brunswick river ferries. It is not tethered to the shores by cable.

The Atlantic side of the bakery building houses a craft co-operative and bookstore.

It was not busy at this time.

Orders are taken in the room on the other side of this wall. While Ruth was placing a double order, a bus-load of visitors filled the retail area, and she was lucky to be first in line placing an order for food.

This is the first time I have had the option of photographing the dining area without patrons blocking the view. This year clients are given an audible signal device, which calls them back to the order desk to pick up food which has been prepared. It is an inexpensive and healthy menu.

Several other patrons joined us in this area, but the Bakery does take-out and most of their customers had departed before we finished eating. Customers clear their own plates and leave them at this dish washing window.

Here Ruth is buying bread in the retail area.

She forgot to leave aside enough cash for the ferry crossing, but a search of the glove compartment turned up a multiple use card bought years ago, with two passages remaining.

Home again via the East La Have highway to the north.

Wileville which takes its name from the Wile family, still prominent in the area, is about 12  minutes by road from Mahone Bay. The farm market and flower nursery is about three minutes further backed by Wiles Lake. Wiles Carding Mill is within the Town of Bridgewater.

We have been visiting this market for a number of years. We came here to look for perennials August 29, when we were still in that act of resettlement from the cottage in Pictou County. In addition to other endeavors, the Wiles manage a short-order indoor/outdoor restaurant.

The garden centre was just winding down at this time. "The greenhouse business started in 1989 and like the rest of the business continues to grow.  In 2009-10 a major renovation of the greenhouses was completed.  In March, the seeding and transplanting begins.  The Wiles grow plants for their own operation only."

"The Market was started primarily as a produce market with fruit and vegetables sourced at the Wile's own farm.  A large network of neighboring farms in Lunenburg County and the Annapolis Valley are also sources of produce now."

There are good choices in perennials, annuals, vegetable transplants, shrubs and fruit trees. Peter and Elspeth Wile have strong rural roots: Both grew up on farms in Nova Scotia. Peter attended Nova Scotia Agricultural College, owned and operated a dairy farm prior to opening the market.  A PIctonian, Elspeth worked for a Nova Scotia dairy after finishing university then moved to the South Shore.

Family farms of historic proportions are located only minutes away from Wileville in Hebbville, southwest of Bridgewater. It is most quickly approached through Bridgewater by way of High Street.

Ruth and Rod stumbled upon this place when they decided to return home after a westward loop up Fishermen's Memorial Highway curving back through Hebbsville, where the Hebbs still live.

There largest corn field appeared to stand above Fancy Lake to the south. Since a maze had then been cut through the plants most of the corn must have been harvested.

Obviously not with any of this equipment.

We were in a rush this time, but after purchasing a few vegetables, set out for home.

Cabbage and pumpkin plants stretched off across these northern gardens.

We promised ourselves we would make a return trip and managed that in late afternoon, October 13, my birthday.  Hebbsville (population 780) is an incorporated village housing a population greater than Annapolis Royal by about 200 and is only smaller than Mahone Bay by about the same number. One of the chief industries is automobile sales and service, on this strip just outside the bounds of Bridgewater.

This time I decided to take a few more snapshots. This one looks back toward the extension of Dufferin Street which has all those automobile businesses. Because I was not driving it was easy to take this photo. A hundred years ago this community was named Hebbs Mills, which had three water powered operations all owned by the Hebb family. All were located between Hebb and Fancy Lakes; the former is now the source of water for the Town of Bridgewater. Many of the ancestors of the Hebbs are buried in that cemetery at the entrance to their farm.

Here is the view looking eastward up that same road, with crop fields on both sides. There are actually two Hebb family farms run by distant relatives. This is Indian Garden Market Farms which grows a wide variety of fruit and vegetable crops supplying a local market. Bordering it is Stewart Hebb's Greenhouses on Conquerhall Mills Road, which claims to be the oldest, continuously operative family farm in Nova Scotia.

This farm has been in operation since 1858 and is open from 9 am until 6 pm, daily. Some family members seem to have homes on site.

Greenhouses are not crowded on these vast land holdings.

Photos are sequential through the front and side wind screens.

This would be the oldest farm house.

Farm machinery shed.

Indian Farms parking near there main sales building.

That is Fancy Lake in the far background.

At this season edible varieties of pumpkin are offered at $2 and $3.

Pretty good prices?

With the corn season closing the price was 6/$1.75.

Squash interest me more than pumpkin unless incorporated into pumpkin pie.

Considering supermarket prices those big bags are hard to resist at even better savings.

In some cases 50ยข appears to be the common base price.

And boy, their cash registers are busy!

Somebody does take the time to create seasonal decorations.

It appears that there is a lot of room for individual enterprise here.  Obviously this part of the business is very seasonal.

These Jack-O'Lantern pumpkins are $6.

They are a big favourite with the kids.

Another view of their big red barns.

The corn maze as this day winds down.


Leaving the premises. Cabbage being harvested,

Only ten minutes away. We wanted to see how they were arranging pumpkins this year!  That's an oxen with a farm tractor in the background.

This is late in the day, near closing time.

Of course we had attended the final outdoor Farmers & Traders Market at Annapolis Royal a week earlier.  Having enjoyed ourselves and the warm weather right full well, we decided to take in Hubbard's version.

We took this turn off to avoid several miles of road construction, On this day showers were again predicted.

Hubbards is an unincorporated coastal community on St. Margarets Bay. It is a bit weird in being 50 kilometres from Bridgewater and 50 from Halifax, partially located in Lunenburg County, the rest sited in Halifax County.

It has lost most of its retail presence to nearby box stores in Tantallon.

However it does remain as a cottage and recreational area with a yacht club and the Shore Club (weekly lobster dinners). Hubbards Barn will probably see the last of outdoor vendors by October 28.

People really like this spot as it features a park, walking trails and clean rest rooms.

Smoke is from a barbecue.

By Hebbville standards most vegetables are small in size, but many are organically grown,

There are exceptions but the pumpkins are not universally priced at $6. They do have to be transported!

You can tell from clothing that this was not a hot summer day.

The usual mix, but a lot more crafts than farm products.

The "barn" has radiant heating, which explains why the annual Christmas sales are viable. Crowd was petering out as the closing time was approaching. We did not need much in the way of food.

The outdoor areas are a family attraction and include a playground.

Ruth buys green chow-chow for the first tune in years.

Another exchange.

Ruth departs in her Mercedes.

OOOps! Changes her mind, having a weak spot for her Barcelona Red sedan.

Deciding to shop in Tantallon we take the usual route but then Ruth finds a diversion.

A road sign suggests this is a dead end road but that pavement suggests otherwise. It is twisty, turny, upsy, downsy.

Interesting, a cross over to the coast.

And this would be?

.Queensland Public Beach. Close by Halifax it crawls with humanity in mid-summer.

Turns out, there are three kids swimming there.


We will eventually take the 103 in the direction of Yarmouth.


We did forget about that road construction...

And sat in a very long kine up for 20 minutes. Even then, passage was slow the rest of the way to Mahone Bay. It never did rain.

Seven buses counted at home base.

The tourist season simply ain't over till it's over!

Same goes for infrastructure renewal.

They are still eating en plein air at O My Cod!

And those expensive seaside condos are still laboriously moving forward and upward, a much larger construct than the old building it is supposed to imitate.

WE would like to see this community before snow flies! The weather looks good for Saturday!