Where’s home?

Featured image: Sundown over Lake Huron at Goderich, Ontario.

Close-Up #7 Saturday 16 September 2017   Home again. Just in time to mow the yard and water the flowers. Home, yes, it’s sweet to be home after a fine time in Ontario.

We had a pleasant visit with a relative who had been in hospital for a number of weeks. She was being released but wasn’t sure who would pick her up or where she would go. She hoped it would be with her daughter or one of her other children.

With a soft but clear voice, Ina said she was looking forward to her next abode beyond this temporal orb. The journey is her home at the moment, but the destination is clear and dear in her mind and heart. Godspeed, Ina, for each day of your time here and the future fulfillment of your hope.

Where is home? In your 90s it’s probably not in the place where you were born or grew up. Maybe it’s not in living independently or semi-independently anymore. Maybe it’s with a child or in nursing care.

Migrating birds have seasonal homes. Students away at university and in apprenticeships have various temporary homes. Truckers, train workers, sailors and others are often as much at home away from home than at home. Some people live in their RVs, their cars, on the street.

At a B&B in Goderich, Ontario one of the couples at breakfast said they have lived from Vancouver Island to the coast of Newfoundland. They now live in Ottawa. When people ask, they say, “We’re from Canada.” Bits of all our homes follow us wherever we go. May our journeys inward and outward bring us to a deepening sense of home.

Goderich sojourn

This town of 8,000 is so walkable. Our car sat parked for three days and three nights. We explored the beautiful town and Lake Huron waterfront and port on foot and felt right at home. The community has made a remarkable recovery from a devastating F3 tornado in August 2011. The 11-second storm devastated downtown buildings, most of the trees in the town square, and the Sifto Salt Mine buildings. Eleven seconds, thankfully only one person died in the storm.

We visited historic sights, walked a few of the many trails, and enjoyed a cream  puff and butter tart from the 140-year-old Colbert’s Bakery. It was closed for a year to rebuild after the tornado.  The Colborne B&B was just tops.

The Huron County Museum has the tag: “Always changing. Always inspiring.” We spent a number of hours there, engrossed in everything from an early flight simulator to trains, farm equipment, school, and pottery.

Another site of note, the Huron Historic Gaol (1841-1972), in its time served as a model of humanitarian prison design. It is now the Huron County’s only National Historic Site.

Canadian gothic?  We had our choice of pitch forks. The museum has a bit on the significant salt mining story, now more than 100 years in the making. Goderich is home to one of the largest if not largest salt mines in the world,.

Blooms from Goderich


Huron County Museum

The road grader was manufactured in Goderich., I think my dad operated one for a time. It was considered one of the world’s best. The company was sold and moved and resold and went the way of such good things that attract investment dollars.


It’s a party!

Goderich Farmers’ Market this Saturday morning

I drooled over the fresh produce and summer sausage we couldn’t bring home with us. We did get a loaf of rye/multigrain bread–to add to our favourites of Rheo Thomson’s dark chocolate mint smoothies, Balzacs coffee beans, and, of course, a few food for thought books. I picked up Run Away by Alice Munro, History’s People by Margaret MacMillan, and was glad for the gift from my sister-in-law of A Celtic Temperament by Robertson Davies. We rounded out our stay with two shows at the Stratford Festival of Canada and a number of other engaging visits. In baseball terms, this time away was like a homerun.

Sweet. Home. Again, sweet.


Friday sunset at dinner. The seared halibut was delicious. The walk back to the B&B just what we needed.

2 thoughts on “Where’s home?

  1. I learned a lot about Goderich that I didn’t know and so close to home! Great seeing you at the Terra Cotta Inn and a wonderful lunch.


  2. Sounds like a great trip…welcome home. Loved the Canadian Gothic!

    Monty & Ginger

    My iPad says that a smile always increases your Face Value!



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