More details of their story here: http://www.biographi.ca/009004-119.01-e.php?id_nbr=2393
Prince Edward is remembered in Halifax for initiating plans for the construction of the clock tower at the foot of Citadel Hill (although it was not begun until after his departure), for his contribution to the building of St George’s Round Church, for his active interest in helping Nova Scotians he had known while there, and for his residence on Bedford Basin at Prince’s Lodge which he leased from Lieutenant Governor John Wentworth, with whom he maintained close and friendly relations. There he lived with Thérèse-Bernardine Mongenet*, known as Mme de Saint-Laurent. She had come to Gibraltar in 1790 at his request and followed him faithfully on his travels to Quebec, Halifax, Ealing, and finally to Brussels where they parted. There can be no doubt that he was remarkably devoted to this companion who shared fully in his life. In 1818, after 27 years with Julie, as she was better known, the danger of failure in the royal succession obliged him to respond to public and family pressure for his marriage. He made a generous financial settlement upon Mme de Saint-Laurent, and on 29 May 1818 at Coburg (Federal Republic of Germany) married Victoria Mary Louisa, widow of the prince of Leiningen. The birth of Princess Victoria, the future queen, one year later was the result wished for by public opinion. The duke was proud of her, and he and the duchess paraded the baby at every opportunity. In December 1819 he took his family to a country house in Devon, where he died of pneumonia a month later.
There are a number of criss-crossing trails in the park and as I wound my way along, met only a handful of others enjoying its peaceful ambiance. This was part of Rockingham trail, named for a nearby residential area.
I loved the way the sun showed off the golden tones of this debarked fallen tree.
This squirrel chattered away in a scolding manner after I took this shot and startled him up a nearby tree for refuge. Below, a shot from way below to way up high.
This last scene caught my eye and I couldn't resist taking a photo. To me it looks like a person with arms outstretched and legs planted firmly in the soil where a tree once stood. All that's missing is a head.
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