Chapter ten in the series Stories from Somewhere, by me, Ken Gray “Mayday*Mayday*Mayday.” My shouted distress call must have looked silly. There I was, standing in a wobbly west coast dory, shouting into a bank of dense fog that had quickly appeared out of nowhere, covering us in our little skiff. Close to the shore... Continue Reading →
Leaving behind a hot and humid Halifax, driving south through the Annapolis Valley dotted with little towns, we have now arrived at Sandy Cove, Nova Scotia, our home for the next six days. Passing through the fierce heat of the small University town of Wolfville, experiencing the friendliness of the Digby Atlantic Superstore, we were... Continue Reading →
Take Note - Reflections on life, music, politics, retirement and more by Ken Gray 