I had an excellent night's sleep, until the kitties decided that I needed help moving my stuff around. And then, when I was awake, they felt it was time for the kitties to be loved, adored and, most importantly, fed.  When I didn't feed them, they were very offended.

Another sunny day, but hotter and with higher humidity.  My brother, Ken, and I do some more exiting errands, and drive around taking pictures of our old neighborhoods.

  In the afternoon, after reserving a spot on the ferry from Saint John  to Digby, N.S., we drive by historic Carleton Martello Tower, and we go in for the tour.  The last time I was here was probably 1973, so a lot has been rebuilt.  By actually paying attention to the sprightly young tour guide (whom I did not photograph - Ken is surprised and disappointed) we learn that Martello is the style of tower - not the name.  These towers were designed in the late 1700's, specifically to withstand cannon fire.  It was used in 1840 (attacks by Americans), 1866 (Fenian raids), WWI (as a gaol for deserters) and last in WWII (fire control of the four batteries around the bay).     It has a lovely view of the harbour (note: the fog is rolling in). 

So, a quiet night in tonight, as I'm off on the ferry at 9:00 a.m., which means I have to be there at 8:00 a.m., which means I have to be up at 6:30 a.m. - for the first time in a while. On the plus side, my sister-in-law has promised  to get up and make buttermilk pancakes and bacon.  God bless her.