The old Shoal Harbour sign — a quiet welcome at the water’s edge, back when a sign didn’t need to be fancy to mean you were home.
Before Puffincove had a name, places like this already knew the feeling.
A sign by the water.
A harbour tucked under the hills.
A road in, a road out, and enough memory in the air to fill a logbook.
Shoal Harbour wasn’t trying to be anything.
It just was.
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