You may have noticed that I did not make reference to Canada Day in my posts. Here we are on a trip across our glorious homeland and not one mention of her birthday. How could I be so remiss?
I could tell you that every day is Canada day to us, which it is.
I could recall for you the coinciding events that miraculously led to confederation, and they are.
I could regale you with colourful and dramatic narrative of heroes, rogues, explorers and statesmen who lent themselves to the great history of this land, and there are many.
But I will tell you the truth. I forgot.
It was a long driving day to Port-Aux-Basque where we planned to catch the morning ferry to Nova Scotia. The campsite owner encouraged us to take in the festivities (live music and fireworks) in this tiny outport so off we went. Live music consisted of the village children taking turns at karaoke in the bandstand, which was quite delightful and reminded me of homeschool concerts in days gone by. The fireworks were too late for us so we headed back to our site and slept the rest of Canada Day away.
I hope you know that my love for land and country is felt no less because of my oversight.
We wish you Happy belated Birthday, Canada!
