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The weight of the world
The obvious signs of wear – peeling paint, window glass that doesn’t match, a pile of stuff – made me feel like this little country church had the weight of the world on its shoulders.
Kinsman’s Corner, Nova Scotia
photographed 7.27.2015
Unit 3
Sometimes, no matter how many times you’ve asked your Patient Spouse to stop or turn around so you can get a shot, and no matter how patient that spouse is, he or she will get requests that are just confusing.
Unit Three is an excellent example of a time when the Patient Spouse was flummoxed by my request.
Meteghan, Nova Scotia
photographed 7.26.2015
Churchyard Chalk
The tiny sign by the road announcing nightly candlelit compline services caught my attention, but this chalk figure kept it.
St. John’s Anglican Church
Hillaton, Nova Scotia
photographed 7.26.2015
Quartet, descending
So, we went to Peggy’s Cove. It was our understanding that visitors to Nova Scotia are required by law to go there, but we never actually verified that with anyone.
To be honest, we went there twice. On the same day. Because the light was better in the later afternoon. (Kudos to my patient spouse for being the one to champion the idea of a return.)
And look what I found: people.
Peggy’s Cove, Nova Scotia
photographed 8.6.2015
Holding it at bay
1. Turn down a random road because you think it might end with an ocean view.
2. And also because you’d sure hate to miss going to someplace named “Chezzetcook.”
3. Sure enough, there is an ocean.
4. View said ocean for a while.
5. Stop on the way back to the main highway at this place, which seems to be doing everything it can to keep those trees from closing in on it.
East Chezzetcook, Nova Scotia
photographed 8.6.2015
One Day | One Image 