'bsters for the birthday boy

Happy Birthday Jeff!

In this family,
those red, two clawed,
hard shelled cooked crustaceans
that are trapped along
the Atlantic coast
are called
'b-sters.'

before

Apparently Jeff and Monsy,
(best high school bud
of Jeff)   called
them 'bsters after seeing
a sign in Hamilton, Mass
which lost the L and the O!


Today we celebrate Jeff's
birthday with 'b-sters.


Faye, who found Blue Rocks for us

 and Erik, our neighbour

joined us.  It is amazing

that after only 1 1/2 months

we have a wee community  

of friends and neighbours.

Erik says he's lived here for

almost two years and tells me 

I know more about the people in

Blue Rocks than he does!  

Must be the Prashaw

in me.

new friends Faye and our neighbour Erik

Jeff cooked the lobsters

to perfection.  It must have

been a great meal because

we didn't leave the table until

11 p.m., and this is a school

night.  Alec was much more 

sensible and retired to his 

bedroom around 9:30.

"From far to near

it shall all become clear,"

read the tag on Jeff's

gift, a set of binoculars

I found in an antique

store in Halifax a couple of weeks ago.

"I don't mean this in

a positive or negative

way," Faye said to Jeff

"but you seem very

Canadian to me."

"Thank you Faye,"  

Jeff responded,

"I have a great respect

for Canadians."

I think Jeff was referring

to   Canadian's service

in WWI and WWII 

but heh,  I'm Canadian

so I'll grab the credit

for the compliment.

We thank you Jeff

for your life,

your gift to our world,

for your "wanna-be Canadian"

self.