nostalgia

While ruminating on the Moon landing some 41 years ago, I decided to look back on one of our family trips. We went east in the summer 1971. I'll never forget the red sand of Prince Edward Island, all the covered bridges, and the cramped quarters of our first tent trailer.



The highlight though was walking on the ocean floor while the tide was out. On the Bay of Fundy. That was very impressive, even to a little kid.



Dad and Mom took turns shooting and then posing with me and my sis.

Mom has an entire photo album for whole east coast trip. I scanned a couple of my favourites. But, with Mom's terribly old Macintosh, running Mozilla 1.3, I could not immediately post...