Yesterday afternoon was good for rowing in the cove. For a little while, anyway. Low tide reveals the intertidal rockweed that frames the shore in gold and bronze and jade. This view takes in some of the land next to ours. It's now woods and an old field where the hotel once stood. The trees near the water are filled with warblers and chickadees, though we can't see them from out here in the cove.
Our flag pole is a former wooden mast from Skipper's boat. At the end of the summer Greg reluctantly takes down our flag, which constant wind has reduced to half its original size. Here's a good view of the crib dock at low tide. Way off in the distance on the left you can see the tiny blotch of white that is Sandy Point Lighthouse, guarding the entrance to Shelburne's inner harbour. It looks like it's sitting on The Horseshoe. But it's really far beyond it.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
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so thankful to see you are still up and going. for some reason, my computer shows the blog has not been active for a year! i was so happy when i decided to pop by anyway. i love to visit your little corner of the world. thank you so much for sharing!
Mickey, other people have also told me that this blog doesn't automatically update on their blog rolls. I've tried to fix the problem, but haven't figured out how to do it. I think you can subscribe in google reader or some other reader. Anyway, thanks for checking in again!
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