Anne Frank poetry

Death March

By Dawn Illsley

We marched like dead souls,

Through hallways, not stopping.

Not daring.

Like the end was our fate.

I feel the shame,

The disgrace.

We quietly weeped,

As we shuffled upstairs,

It’s still, silence I heard,

On that ghostly trek.

My life faded away,

I was stuck there in that place,

Reality dissolved,

Time took a break.

Those little rooms,

Housing ghosts.

The walls paper thin like a dolls house.

Why is it,

Words pour out,

When tears are flowing.

I saw a pile of shoes

They didn’t need anymore.

Telling a story

Of loss,

Of life never led.

A pile of shoes,

In someone’s porch,

makes me think,

Of that day in May.

The deafening silence.

That I witnessed.

The life that was erased.

(Visiting the Anne Frank Museum)

Poetry day

Reckless Adventure by Dawn Illsley

The waves crash and retreat back to repeat.

I shouldn’t be surprised by my wet toes,

but the waves chase me up the beach.

Like a game of tag in the back yard.

I’ve wandered into a place not meant for me.

I feel like an intruder,

The sign says off limits.

But I still go,

cheating the under tow,

Reckless adventure.

Louisbourg Day 4

Another wonderful day…
Processing…

The Tall Ships are coming!!! The Bluenose was there when I drove in this AM. We had a chance to perch ourselves on top of Black Rock. Birds eye view. Lucky birds. 350 year old graffiti up here, a French solider carved "Louis" into the rock.

Louisbourg Day 3

So many great things today. Working at processing artifacts.
So beautiful! I love puzzles!

Got some fresh air when we checked out a few things around The Fortress.

After Volunteering I headed to Kennington Cove a popular beach nearby.

A truly glorious day!

Mahone Bay Adventure

Today was a grand day for gallavanting.  Sunny and hot.  I slept in and landed at Rebecca’s Restaurant at 1300.  My favorite destination for lunch in Mahone Bay.  The menu is always refreshing.  I had Sweet Potato soup, Shrimp and mushroom Risotto cakes with a side salad and for dessert traditional Nova Scotia Strawberry Shortcake.  It was made with the best tea biscuit I’ve had since my grandmother’s for sure.  The new location is brillant.  On Edgewater Street, it has loads of parking and seating.

Right Next door there is a newly opened shop, called Sprig Apothecary, it literally had at all my favourite things for sale.  Succulents, lotions, beautifying products, and pretty little pots.  So I added a little succulent to my growing indoor garden and some beauty products to pamper myself.  It was fun, like a day at the spa, my style.

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Down the way I stopped  at Have A Yarn, and found some new color ways.   It’s a new company RavensWood Fibre Co.  A local company!


Another new shop on Main is a sweet little interior design shop.  Here Nor There. I picked up a seagrass basket, and a macrama plant holder.  The plant holder I’ve been ages waiting for and it’s perfect.


I dropped in to Birdsall-Worthington Pottery for a gander and found beautiful hand made earrings.


Finally ended up at Peacocks Antiques and found some awesome vintage clothing, stay tuned for those outfits.  Including a perfect birthday dress for July.

Gaspereau Trek

Wandered down the White Rock Trail this morning with my pal lulu belle.  The trail runs along the Gaspereau River.  This trail is centuries old, first traveled by the  Mi’kmaq people.  It is one of the most beautiful trails in Nova Scotia.  If you ever have the opportunity to go it’s worth the trip.  

Such a smart hiker, my dog totally navigated our way back to the car.  Like my little GPS.  But so much more adorable!  Who needs cell service, bring a smart dog and leave your smart phone behind;)

http://walkaboutns.ca/routes/gaspereau-river-trail/

Vacation Days 

April13,2017 vacation Day 5 Still sunny, still hot. I started The Nest by Kenneth Oppel. The main character is a boy called Steven, in his words he tells the story. His parents, sister, and new baby are the people in his world. The new baby has a congenital defect. His stories and dreams reflect his struggle to understand. What I like about the book so far is the discussion about wasps, bees and nests. I’m totally in the category of nesters. Even on vacation I’ve made a nest with chairs and cushions. In the nest is yarn, music, and books. I’m having a hard time chronicling my adventures in the past few days as Wifi is not always available. As a chameleon adapts, so do I. So my posts are sporadic.