The prettiest churches dot the landscape everywhere on Prince Edward Island. On our first morning in Charlottetown we took a self-guided walking tour. This church gathers together many of the items that struck us as unique about PEI.
First off, the sign does not say "church," but "kirk," reflecting the heritage of its 18th and 19th century inhabitants. The church is constructed, in part, of the red sandstone of the Island - it's very porous and glows warmly in the light. The church spire is wooden, not stone.
The depth of the pointed arch window gives an idea of the thickness of the walls. Also, note how the leaves on the plant in the foreground are still emerging. PEI had a very hard winter and June felt like early spring.
In the afternoon we drove out to Greenwich Beach. I never thought of PEI as having marshes and yet, there they were, full of scrub brush just like marshes where I grew up in the interior of BC. Doesn't the board walk to the beach curve nicely?
Red sandstone, blue water, blue sky - lovely.
Tim and I each took a photo of the other. On a whim I put them together in this collage. Fun.
I have more photos to show of our trip, but don't want to get into the "would you like to come and see our vacation slides?" trap. I take comfort in knowing that if you don't want to look at them, you can simply click out and not hide behind the curtains to avoid the vacation monologue.
The garden exploded while I was away and I've been trimming, weeding, digging and picking raspberries and blueberries. Tim gets home this evening and he's diving right back into a very busy work schedule, poor fellow. We're both still getting over the dregs of the lurgy that attacked us in the east.
Thank you for all the lovely comments on my postcard posts. I used just my phone for the photos and the posting and was quite pleased with the ease of doing so. The difficult part was replying to comments, so I did very, very little of that. I'm slowly getting around to your blogs and catching up with what's been happening.