Just before we entered the Cape Breton Highlands National Park, we stopped in Pleasant Bay for a break. We’d been on the road awhile and the driver needed a rest.

The wind blew over that place, ruffling our hair, as we stood looking out over Pleasant Bay’s small harbour and the church yard, the water and the waves that flowed toward shore, in no particular hurry. We pulled out our binoculars and watched a few whales surfacing and disappearing under the water again.

The place seemed very quiet and tranquil, and a bit isolated. Perhaps everyone was indoors having lunch. It was time for us to have a snack too.

St. Andrew’s United Church

Its steeple reaching to the sky, reminding us whose we are.