The Plane! The Plane!

Yesterday we went to Seednay for to see the ple-ens. A flight of over 100 planes of all different sizes, shapes, and ages landed on Cape Breton over a period of a couple of hours. They were celebrating the 100th anniversary of the flight of the Silver Dart very nearby. It was part of a trans Canada trip which has seen them touch down at airports all over the country. It was a thrill to see them since aviation has been so much a part of our family history. There's something about the smell of airplane grease......

Today - tadaaaaa!!!, the sun is shining and although the air is still heavy from two weeks of rain, there is a fresh breeze blowing in from the Bay of Fundy and I think it's time to do a little vegging on the beach.

Tomorrow Dani, Jay and Alexander arrive and I'm looking forward to seeing them and then Thursday, I'm back on the cemetery crawl. I have a couple more to do - and so much information to get entered into the genealogy.

Here's a little local joke:







God's County





An American decided try to write a book about famous churches around the world.For his first chapter he decided to write about famous Canadian cathedrals.So he bought a plane ticket and took a trip to Vancouver, thinking that he wouldwork his way across the country from west to east. On his first day he was insidea church taking photographs when he noticed a golden telephone mounted on thewall with a sign that read ~$10,000 per call~. The American, being intrigued, asked a priest who was strolling by what the telephone was used for. The priest replied that it was a direct line to heaven and that for $10,000 you could talk to God. The American thanked the priest and went along his way. Next stop was in Calgary. There, at a very large cathedral, he saw the same golden telephone with the same sign under it. He wondered if this was the same kind of telephone he saw in Vancouver and he asked a nearby nun what it's purpose was. She told him that it was a direct line to heaven and that for $10,000 he could talk to God. Thank you,said the American. He then traveled to Edmonton, Saskatoon, Regina, Winnipeg, Toronto, Ottawa and Montreal and in every church he saw the same golden telephone with the same $10,000 per call sign under it. Finally, the American arrived in Halifax, and again, there was the same golden telephone, but this time the sign under it read ~10 cents per call.~ The American was surprised so he asked the priest about the sign. Father, I've traveled all over Canada and I've seen this same golden telephone in many churches. I'm told that it is a direct line to heaven, but in all the other provinces the price was $10,000 per call. Why is it so cheap here?The priest smiled and answered, you're in Nova Scotia now son, it's a local call