After our delicious dinner at the Bonavista Social Club, Queenie and I drove along the coast to our destination — the seaside hamlet of Eastport — where I’d be staying with Queenie and her husband, Wizard Rob, in one of their cottages by the sea for a few days. The last time I’d been there was many eons ago when I’d been a little girl of five, and Queenie and her friend Mickey (I call her Minnie because in my memory she has two pony tails sticking out over her ears and freckles across her nose, reminding me of Minnie Mouse) had kidnapped me (with my parents’ permission) to stay the weekend with them at the cottage. I remembered it perfectly, even to seeing an iceberg in the bay while we played on the sandy beach in July that year. I’d loved the place then, and it was like stepping back into a lovely memory.
We spent the next few days attending a small literary festival called Winterset, http://www.wintersetinsummer.ca , and in between the talks and festivities, I spent some enjoyable time meandering around the community with my camera.
Girl With a Dog and Good Shoes 