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.