We spent a night at Liscomb Lodge and Conference Centre  in Liscomb Mills Nova Scotia. It seemed to be the main attraction in the area. Chris and I sat on our tiny little deck overlooking the lovely little cove shaded by red and sugar maples interspersed with birch trees. I was hooked.

It was Thanksgiving weekend so we were lucky to get a place to stay. There was no other place where we could dine. It appeared to be a nature resort and conference centre for busy executives from Halifax.

Sitting on the deck enjoying a drink and the view on a lovely autumn day with my lovely wife, I began to think I had arrived in heaven. Until I realized that of course I did not qualify. At least this was a little slice of heaven. I got that much and it felt fine.

I took a brief stroll down to the water where a fine dock offered an opportunity to watch an Asia family canoeing and to admire the reflections in the water. The colours were sensational. A Kaleidoscope of colour.

Later that night we met a very odd guy.  He was an accountant. Accountants are usually not odd. They’re usually boring. Do you know the difference between a lawyer and an accountant? The lawyer has a personality.

We met this one who definitely had a personality. He was there for the weekend  with his wife and like us they were going to the dining room in for dinner.  I did not realize he had talked to Chris as we were going in and he came up to me as if we were long lost friends. Calling me by name, he told me it was great to see me. And I didn’t have a clue who he was. That was the point. He just wanted to bewilder me for a bit. We enjoyed a lovely dinner and chat together.