You know it's finally winter here in Parrsboro when ice cakes start to form in our tidal harbour. At high tide they float and bump gently against each other; at low tide they crunch and layer on the mud. Here's a photo I took at the Whitehall bridge, just at the end of Main Street on the inner harbour.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Ice cakes in the harbour
You know it's finally winter here in Parrsboro when ice cakes start to form in our tidal harbour. At high tide they float and bump gently against each other; at low tide they crunch and layer on the mud. Here's a photo I took at the Whitehall bridge, just at the end of Main Street on the inner harbour.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Old Post Office clock tower
The clock is no longer in operation (although I understand that someone has all the parts for it, should you feel so inclined...) but it still stands solidly at the far end of Main Street. Considering that 99% of our homes and civic buildings in the town are wooden clapboard, this 1940s angular, brick construction really stands out!
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