This is Peggy's Cove. Despite being less than an hour's drive from Halifax, it's pretty much exactly what you'd imagine; rocky, steep, rustic and beautiful.

It gets so much tourism that I'm amazed it manages to stay that way, but somehow it does.

A fair amount of fishing still goes on here.

I imagine thousands of tourists take pictures of this every day. I imagine the locals have no idea why. But anyway, yes. The rocks are huge and very slippery when wet; people get swept out to sea on a fairly regular basis. There are signs posted everywhere reminding tourists not to walk on the wet or darkened parts of the rock.

This is what the landscape around Peggy's Cove looks like. It's so rocky and windswept that growing things on it is often impossible; in the past, the people of Peggy's Cove often planted their vegetable gardens hundreds of yards from their houses because of the lack of planting land.

The Peggy's Cove lighthouse. There's a post office in there, which is just too cool.

I embrace Peggy's Cove.