My second trip to the Maritimes...Part V (The Miramichi)
A slight mist lies on the river, but there is blue and a hint of gold in the sky over the woods. The morning light has not reached the water yet, and it appears black and viscous. The river is silent, as silent as the woods. There is no breeze, but there is a scent of pine in the air, and of wood... Sign in to see full entry.