
The Providence was another impressive ship.



But the highlight of the day, for me, was listening to these women play. They huddled together in a corner, grubby and shy, sitting on their sleeping bags and speaking softly among themselves as they pulled instruments out of filthy, much-mended cases. They had travelled far and hard.





I could have listened for hours and hours. I wanted to bundle them up and take them home to offer showers and laundry facilities and a meal and somewhere to sleep. I wrote them a note indicating such, then realized the people I live with would be less-than-thrilled that I had made the offer without family consultation. So, I put the note back in my bag and, with regret, headed to my car.
I hope Halifax treats them well.
Colleen

