Up and out

warm yourself with pride

I’m in the middle of a three acre vacant lot. It’s on Wyse road just north of the bridge where I climbed to the top of the tower. The brown paper bag filled with fresh from the oven bagels warms my hands. It’s just another ordinary day.

I’m passing by a smattering of birds: three pigeons,four seagulls and one lone crow gawking around the edge of them. The dirt offers up a few rugged, desperate dandelions. 

A few more steps and the dusting of dirt has given way to what’s always close to the surface here. Bare bedrock. Cold slabs of granite and slate are everywhere. The slate Im standing on is stained purple. 

There should be a sign greeting people visiting from Halifax: Welcome to Dartmouth: A great place to make gravel. 

People in Halifax don’t particularly like Dartmouth. That’s ok. The feeling is quite mutual. Unfortunately, housing prices have made the typical Halifax type reconsider.There’s a bit of a Halifax infestation of Dartmouth. Dartmouth is wonderful for a host of different rea…