Lunenburg is such an eclectic mix.
Some say even, hip.
Come, I’ll show you…
Many wonder why Bluenosers paint their houses such bright colors.
I’ve read that some believe it’s because of the fog.
I’ve also heard, bright and bold colors welcome,
Friends, family and those, there, come-from-awayers.
Or, maybe color saturation is merely a bold attempt…
To illicit favouritism from You-Know-Who.
Perhaps, bright multi-colored coding is an ingenious mechanism,
For remembering tiny spaces Bluenosers move and squeeze houses, into.
“Homing beacon’ is that a Lunenburg term, I wonder?
Backwards or sideways?
What do you think?
It works though, right?
Like hummingbirds drawn to special flowers,
Their beautiful colors might simply just help Bluenosers find their way back home,
After one or two, too many…
As the sun sets, I make my way back around, and up the hill, again.
Is it possible that bright, bold colors,
Ward off spirits that may, or may not, lurk in dark shadows?
But even here, warm golden hues hold a certain je ne sais quoi…
As dusk turns to darkness,
I walk towards what I hope to be, answers.
As majestic at night as in, daylight.
Shouldn’t I learn something here,
Within the House of truth?
I knock and listen…
Are all lips are sealed?
No answer. I turn away.
I walk back down towards the water, again.
As the evening draws to a close,
I come to realize that
Nary a soul will ever reveal the tale of how Lunenburg came to be,
So bold, so bright, so beautiful.
Don’t believe me?
Come… See for yourself.
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