|From high above the Bay of Fundy where the river runs into the ocean.|
|The clouds tempt me to grab a paint brush and capture this scene on canvas,|
but the camera does a much better job. I fell in love with this place.
|The skies have it today. They change the color of the water, the atmosphere and mood.|
She was so right. I was captivated by the sky, overcast and gray which reflected on the water turned a turbulent dark pewter shade. I felt Barry there telling me how to shoot to get the best picture. And, I heard him say when the rain came, "don't get the camera wet."
So, from within the car, I shot a few more pictures but nothing could capture the sheer beauty of the cliffs, the bay and the wild sky.
We looked at brochures for rentals and discussed a future vacation in a cottage there, but secretly we knew we would not be back this way again.