Come, come whoever you are,
Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving
Ours is not a caravan of despair,
ours is a caravan of hope.
Come, come even if you've broken your vows a thousand times.
Come yet again, come...
Rumi
Monday, September 24, 2007
The kids at Art's cousin's place in Tatamagouche. He raises miniature horses.
My name is Flora and I live on the east coast of Canada. This blog began as a travel log of a summer trip I took with my children to Fort McMurray, Alberta where my partner, Art works. We are now back in Nova Scotia and I have decided to keep blogging and continue our story.
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