St. John's harbour on a Tuesday morning

I got to play photographer for my stepfather, Andrew, this morning. He needed some photos for an article he's working on, and he asked me to take a few shots of some rather interesting marine technology industry people. Between people shots, I snapped a few pictures of the harbour.

I grew up downtown, and everything about the harbour - the sun on the water, the cold wind, the salty ocean smell (and sometimes some less savory fragrances), the sound of ropes creaking, the bellowing horns of the ships - is dear to me. I don't spend as much time puttering around there as I used to. It was nice to have an excuse to visit.

(This last shot is of the building where Hubby C and I met and fell arse over kettle in love. I was a receptionist for a federal government office, he was a communications intern. Ah, the romance of it all!)