On September 16, 2013, it was my turn to choose where to go to shoot. As it turns out, Tatamagouche (though not quite as exotic as it sounds) does have a little bit of charm, ripe to be accidentally stumbled upon.
This tiny little flower caught my eye, and if you look at it really closely, it's really quite remarkable.
There was also this, on some sort of old homestead-turned-summer-camp that we may or may not have been trespassing on. It spoke to me of creepy repetative scenery a la "Blair Witch Project"...
... and the ghosts of long forgotten children returned to make their mark.
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