Hillsborough Dykes

I will never tire of watching the seasons on the Petitcodiac. Here you can almost hear the wind rustle last year's dried grass. The last of the winter's snow is melting and you can feel the ground releasing the cold it has held onto for months.

I miss the marsh, I miss the mud and I so very much miss the tides.

Taken March 2003 - Hillsborough, New Brunswick, Canada