Brunswick

The Big Salmon River is a small river in southern New Brunswick, Canada, that flows south into the Bay of Fundy.

The river has its source to the southwest of Sussex, New Brunswick.

The river flows into the Bay of Fundy near St. Martins, New Brunswick, and serves as the endpoint of the Fundy Trail.

A wealthy manufacturer of New Brunswick had died and left part of his fortune to endow a large number of scholarships to be distributed among the various high schools and academies of the Maritime Provinces.

I knew there'd be trouble when Robert Bell sold his place to a New Brunswick man, that's what.

The highest tides in the world can be found in Canada at the Bay of Fundy, which separates New Brunswick from Nova Scotia.

Still trying to keep my day simple in the afternoon of the 26th of February of 2022, I headed to the pizzeria, and on the way were my Greek Cypriot neighbours Nikki the mother and George the son, who just recently took up smoking. I said that he could have taken up some other "habits." Then the conversation switched to the topic of Mexican cuisine and its hidden variety. I had pizza and diet black soda at the pizzeria, where there were some South Asians, as clients and vendor, as well as a Cockney-accented white man. Heading home, I saw Michael, who was from Francophone New Brunswick, as he smoked and promenaded on the sidewalk. He bowed to me, as I approached. I then showed him the Thai bowing greeting with pressed palms and said in Thai, "Sawatdee khrap!" Michael repeated it. He then said, "There are all sorts of cultures in the planet, eh?" Just then, two Sikhs walked by, one in black turban, the other in pink.

In the sunny morning of the 24th of March of 2022, I was drinking iced black tea at the cafe. A tallish handsome man in a tracksuit speedily came in and out to get his coffee. I went to the sandwich shop to eat a tuna sandwich and drink black coffee. I saw Michael the Dane-French on a bench outside, as he did his ritualistic crossword puzzle. I told him that my paternal grandmother, who died at 99, had the same hobby. Then, Michael recounted the time he visited his New Brunswick paternal grandmother, who spoke in Danish for an hour; he could barely understand. Then, "like the flick of a light switch," she switched to English. She died at 94. In the afternoon, I ate pizza at the pizzeria. Homebound, I saw Michael again in the alleyway. We noticed a majestic eagle was flying above in the sky.

The Isthmus of Chignecto connects Nova Scotia with New Brunswick and the rest of North America.