Okay, so it’s not quite Wednesday and this post isn’t exactly wordless, but it’s an homage to all those fabulous text-free photo montages many bloggers post on Humpday.
The photos are from a walking tour with my sailor during our recent visit to Powell River.
We both grew up in this isolated town.
Back when I lived there I didn’t appreciate its charm.
I particularly disliked the fact that it was so new. An antique-loving, history-obsessed introvert, I spent my formative years pining for a quaint British village.
It turns out there was history aplenty on my own doorstep and I didn’t even know it!
The Townsite of Powell River has been designated a National Historic Site because it’s an example of an early twentieth century company-planned community. Most of the original 400 or so original buildings are still standing.
Add stunning scenery to the mix and it becomes obvious why I’m pining for a quaint British Columbia village.
Nice photos. Thanks!
Thank you! Powell River’s an undiscovered treasure and there are so many lovely things to photograph there.
You lucky thing! I would love to live where every square foot tells a story!
Sadly, it’s a case of “you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone.” My sailor and I haven’t lived in Powell River for years and it’s only recently I’ve begun to appreciate what a special place it is.