Sometime in March or April I say to Steve (and myself), "Why do we live here? I can't live here. I'm not living here anymore." The spring is really miserable in Nova Scotia.
Then the summer arrives and I take the kids up the road to hear the live local music on Thursday nights. I sit in a wooden chair shaped like a giant fish and the kids play and dance in the sand pit. Sometimes the weather is perfect for a summer night and sometimes it drizzles rain and I tell The Bairn, "You're not made of sugar. You won't melt," and I wonder how many mothers over the years have said the exact same words to their children and I think that life can't get any nicer at all.
Tonight the band sang this song (with accompaniment from a lady in the crowd on the spoons). I'd never heard it before, but I like it.
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That song is in the movie Leap Year! I'm excited to hopefully come experience a Nova Scotia summer with you next year!
Yay! I can't wait until you come visit.
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