Dear Diary, It was over twenty years since I had been to Peggy’s Cove yet walking along those rocks last week felt very familiar. When I was a child I went to the beach to walk on the rocks regularly. The roar of the ocean was my radio. I love that crashing sound. Last Friday I got back to Peggy’s Cove for an hour to walk and to listen to the roar of the water against the rocks.
It is really something that it takes so long to go back to some place so close. It is only two hours from my place. I also found the White Sails Delivalong the way with Montreal Smoked Meat Sandwiches and Sugar pie. I had not had either in twenty years. This weekend I went to the deli twice as it was so good. If you get a chance visit Peggy’s Cove and drop in to the White Sail Deli on the way home.
It was comfort all the way. Walking the rocks, listening to the waves, and sugar pie. I must remember not to wait twenty years to do it again. So often you can discover such nice day trips close to home. I could get up any morning and make that trip and the pie would always be tasty. I must remember that.