Plummer Creek Marsh
with Chatcolet Lake and bridge in the distance.
A place of serene reflections.
Sun sparkles in the reeds.
A little bit of Canada below the 49th parallel.
"The marsh, to him who enters it in a receptive mood,
holds, besides mosquitoes and stagnation,
melody, the mystery of unknown waters,
and the sweetness of Nature undisturbed by man."
CHARLES WILLIAM BEEBE