Sign City


Something strange is happening in Kincardine.


Each morning when I venture out, a new sign appears. Are they replicating themselves or are they, well, promiscuous?


Now that we are in the digital age, I’m surprised that there is even a need for directional signs. But they are everywhere.


One can only hope that tourists do not get the idea that we believe them to be not very smart. Anyway tourists shouldn’t have to stop and ask directions – unless they are illiterate.


Kincardine could maybe get a new moniker out of it. London is known as the “The Forest City”. Maybe our slogan could be “Sign City” (not Sin City).


And whatever happened to, “Will Ye No Come Back Again”?





Another sign has sprouted at Rotary Park, just in front of the two that were there.





The dog days of summer never really arrived this season. Three or four hot, humid days in a row in July have been it.


The Romans referred to the dog days as dies caniculares and associated the hot weather with the star Sirius, says Wikipedia. The Romans sacrificed a red dog in April to appease the rage of Sirius, believing the star was the cause of the hot, sultry weather. Dog days were popularly believed to be an evil time.


When you look at the Middle East - Egypt, Syria, and Iraq in particular – you wonder if there is something to the ancient beliefs about the dog days of summer.


This is certainly an evil time in those countries where hate seems to rule the day. Maybe an attempt should be made to appease Sirius. It would be tough on red dogs but nothing else is working to bring sanity to the Middle East.




Since the weather has been good here, Dana and I have ventured inland, visiting the county’s “Tour the Bruce Adventure Passport” sites.


Tuesday we were in Formosa and Mildmay, on Wednesday Paisley.


The county tourism promotion seems to work. We always meet other people punching their passports when we visit a site.


There is no shortage of interesting and historical spots in the county.


Formosa’s roads, by the way, are under construction, but you can still find your way around. Although I’ve been there many times over the years, I had never looked inside that large Catholic that overlooks the village until last Tuesday. It’s magnificent. The German settlers who built it must have put their heart and soul into the church, finished in 1880.


A contrast to that church is the tiny, but still appealing, Dunblane Presbyterian Church, on the Saugeen River north of Paisley, built by Scottish settlers in 1859. The road from Glammis to Paisley is another one under construction.




Summer seems to be winding down. There is the Mass Band event in Victoria Park this Saturday and then comes Labour Day and back to school.




I like this quote from writer Somerset Maugham.


“There are three rules for writing well. Unfortunately no one knows what they are.”


Have a good weekend.