I’ve always been interested in discarded items left by the curb, waiting to be taken to the landfill, or scooped up by a new owner.
Whoo-ee, are we gonna fly?Down into the easy chair
– “You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere” by Bob Dylan
Tag: <span>Brooklyn</span>
This is the place I call home, one of three Brooklyns in Nova Scotia. It was founded in 1761 and called Nelegakumik by the Mi’kmaq Nation (meaning “broken snowshoes”).
I stopped the car on Route 14 and let the high beams illuminate the speed sign. It’s a technique I use on quiet nights when there is little traffic.