Only in Nova Scotia

Six months have passed since we arrived in Nova Scotia, and I thought it would be fun to point out some of the things that are uniquely “Nova Scotia” or east coast (and maybe some that are just a rural living thing) that we’ve finally started to get used to.

The cold supper. Every month or two a ladies auxiliary member from the local fire hall will come take orders from the office for a cold plate. For $7  or $8 you get a cold plate meal and dessert. For some reason I find this hilarious and order it every single time, even though it’s a combination of food I would never order in a restaurant.

Smaller population. Lower population + older demographics = anything we take the kids to has virtually no lines. Coming from a city with a high density of young families, this has been amazing. The kids loved being able to ride their favourites again and again on a beautiful day at the Ex in Bridgewater.

Everything happens at the fire hall. The majority of firefighters in Nova Scotia are volunteer fire departments. The fire halls become community gathering places, for fish suppers, bingos, and community parties, like the Canada Day one we attended in Lawrencetown.

Side of the road shopping. Each spring and fall, everyone in Nova Scotia can leave their spring or fall clean up items out for free pick up by their municipality. Old mattresses, broken furniture, home construction materials, etc. It’s common for people to put out things with a lot of life left in them, and for other people to pull over and look through the piles. This gorgeous costume trunk was just one of the many perfectly useable items we’ve rehomed.

The rest of Canada recently learned about side of the road shopping in this uniquely Nova Scotia mishap that made national headlines.

Random visitors. Keith is semi-retired, and spends every nice day working outside on the property. This is a photo I snapped of the “random old guy” phenomenon, in which random old guys pull in to tell Keith about how they camped here as a kid, ask him about his sawmill, offer advice on whatever project he’s working on, or in some cases, just to watch whatever Keith’s up to. Sometimes he can lose a few hours a week to it, but he doesn’t mind.

Autumn. We get an actual honest to goodness FALL! The weather is gorgeous right through to the end of September (and apparently beyond). We’re still swimming in the lake every day, and it’s staying in the double digits at night. My coworkers laughed at me when I talked about digging out the winter jackets soon, and they swear winter doesn’t come until January. I’m still not convinced this isn’t an elaborate prank, so I’ll be sure to provide you an update then. Plus, the leaves are just beginning to turn red, orange, purple and yellow – I can’t wait to do a post about those!

Of course we miss our friends and family in Alberta, but we haven’t regretted this move for even a single second.

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  1. Helen says: Reply

    Sarah, I love this. It will resonate with so many people. The cold lunch- the random visitors. This is indeed life in rural Nova Scotia!!!! 🙂

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