On the first few days of our trip to Nova Scotia, the sun bid adieu and the clouds rolled into view. A drizzle here and there reminded us that the Atlantic Coast can be unforgiving. And yet, in the dank grey skies, you saw the beauty of the land that the hardy Nova Scotians call their home. The jagged coastline, the waves crashing incessantly on the rock strewn shores, the wind occasionally blowing in your face. Autumn’s colors had not yet come. The mostly monochromatic views accentuated the ruggedness of the land. When the skies are grey and the wind howls, I sometimes think of those days in Nova Scotia. And I smile.