What's It All About, eh?

Cape Breton evokes deep memories and strong emotions for me as well as a deep appreciation for the beauty of my adopted island. My hopes are that you too might find the photos evocative - maybe a view you've not enjoyed before, or an 'Oh I've been there', or if from away that you may be encouraged to visit this fair isle so that you might come to love and breathe Cape Breton as I do. One word about place names that I use - some are completely local usage while others are from maps of Cape Breton that I've purchased over the years. I frequently post travel and other photos that are of interest to me - and hopefully you.

On the right hand side bar find my take on Single Malt whiskey - from how to best enjoy this noble drink to reviews (in a most non-professional manner) of ones that I have tried and liked - or not. Also musings, mine and others, on life in general.

Photographs are roughly 98%+ my own and copy-righted. For the occasional photo that is borrowed, credit is given where possible - recently I have started posting unusual net photographs that seem unique. Feel free to borrow any of my photos for non-commercial use, otherwise contact me. Starting late in 2013 I have tried to be consistent in identifying my photographs using ©smck on all out of camera photos I personally captured - (I often do minor computer changes such as 'crop' or 'shadow' etc but usually nothing major), and using
©norvellhimself on all photos that I have played around with in case it might not be obvious. Lately I have dropped the ©smck and have watermarked them with the blog name.

COMMENTS are appreciated as feedback is the driving energy of blogging - And if you like this site please pass it along to a friend. Thanks!

NOTE: TO ENLARGE PHOTO, CLICK ON SAME - If using Firefox also click f11 - photos will fill the screen ...... ----------------------------------- ......TRANSLATION BUTTON AT TOP OF LEFT COLUMN!

Time Changes Things


- this photograph was taken from an upper corner on the town park but when I was young it was almost exactly where the North East colored (as they talked then) school was located - I must have been twelve years old, give or take, when it first registered on me that the black kids had to go to this ramshackle wooden building with no electricity, no plumbing and thus no toilets, no furnace just a big cast iron wood stove and although my own home was no better,  the brick and mortar school that I attended stood in sharp contrast to how the negro (another back then polite phrase to talk about those so excluded from normal society) in our town - and by extension the county - was delegated to crumbs thrown down from our white society and my mind slowly awakened to awareness of how unjust our society was.  But amazingly some 16 to 20 years later the county quietly, without federal prodding or fanfare, built a large modern school in Elkton (where the school administration is now housed) and a few short years later, and again without fuss or fanfare - a bit of grumbling from people like my father to be sure but nothing overt - all the county schools were desegregated.


No comments:

Post a Comment