On the south western tip of Nova Scotia there’s a little place called Chebogue. We hike out there to a little island where we go clamming and fly-swatting. It’s a magical place and feels almost like it’s not real. Moss hangs off the trees, black mud oozes up through the marsh grass. It’s kind of spooky and very beautiful! This little church sits at the top of the road that takes you to this wonderful place.
Chebogue 8-4-18
