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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.

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The Old Sawmill Landscape Today


This piece of land which abuts the North East River in the far distance for a long while during WWII and for some years after was known locally as The Sawmill.  Here many thousands of board feet of oak and pine lumber were sawn and sold of which built many an older home in North East and surrounding area.   When I was a child in the '30s my parents would come here to what they and others called the 'Ball Diamond'  where many a baseball game had been played and pick wild Strawberries in profusion, by the bucket-full, both to preserve and to sell to supplement their meager income in those hardship days of the Great Depression.  Today if you walk through the field, the stunted forest and marshy areas near the river you see mounds of trash in profusion but no strawberries.  And you also see numerous monitoring well pipes driven to sample the unknown pollution of those days of heedless destruction of nature by things like the saw mill and a county with no such things as landfills and recycling for the trash generated by a slowly growing community.          

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