Coppertone Memories

My Grandfather on my Mom's side made fiddles. He made a bunch. I have a childsize one he made me. I was given a bow, resin and a music book but all I managed to learn was "O clara da luna...". I remember this photo clearly, Grampie playing the fiddle and Sarah and I just dancing around. We weren't taking any dance lessons at the time but we were having fun. I like how we're in dresses. I remember a lot of dresses. Homemade ones.



We used to spend our summers in outside Pugwash, Nova Scotia. We'd go to Heather's Beach, have BBQ's, roast hotdogs and marshmallows on bonfires, swim and search for shells. The sand was very fine and red, which isn't that common in Nova Scotia. You could literally swim out for a mile and the water would still be up to your waist. My Dad taught me to swim and I remember him dragging me around in the water at this beach. Sarah of course, never put her head under the water because she didn't like getting her hair wet. What a surprise. J'ai fini.