Oh Halifax how I miss you.
You are my city of choice when I have that choice. Just now I must be away as the NS workworld was not kind so I drove away to work elsewhere for a while. But I miss you my city – I miss your street face – I miss your hidden places – I miss walking on the beach on a whim – and I miss your fogs and the scent of the sea. Longing to return … —seafret lover
This article appears in Jan 30 – Feb 5, 2014.