My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air, Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same, I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin, Hoping to cease not till death.Creeds and schools in abeyance, Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten, I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard, Nature without check with original energy.(NOVA SCOTIA WEBCAMS) For the second day in a row, people watched a fireball streak across the pre-dawn sky in Nova Scotia.Jen Greene of Halifax said she driving to Stanfield International Airport with her boyfriend when she saw orange ball of fire at a.m. "It looked liked like a really large Roman candle going across the sky," she said.Don’t forget to watch for new blog posts for current up-to-date info on all our beaches. Saint Mary’s University astronomer Dave Lane says a very bright light seen in the early morning sky Tuesday was likely a fireball — a piece of space rock that burned up as it hurled through the atmosphere.
On This Page: About us | Our cameras | If you want to use our photos | Contact us Whether you’re a homesick Nova Scotian, a once or future visitor to our sweet province, or a current resident, we hope you enjoy our collection of Nova Scotia photos.She said it lasted four or five seconds after she noticed it, long enough for her to bring it her boyfriend's attention."The it fizzled out, just a like a Roman candle does with little bits of flame coming out of it." The fireball was orange, while the flames were red, Greene said.Urge and urge and urge, Always the procreant urge of the world.Out of the dimness opposite equals advance, always substance and increase, always sex, Always a knit of identity, always distinction, always a breed of life.