The Navigator of New York (2003)
“The snow set in for good long before the harbour froze. Everything was white but the water, which was grey. The incongruity of it seemed to mesmerize Dr. Cook. He would stand at the water’s edge at dusk, staring at the waves that washed ashore as if there was some implication for him in the sight of the snow-surrounded water that he could not puzzle out.
One morning, when we awoke, the harbour had disappeared. It had frozen and snow had fallen on the ice, so that what the day before had been op...en water was now a flat white field.
As secondary layers of ice began to form on the harbour, they were pushed up onto the beach, where they were left at low tide, a never-melting, meandering high-water mark of ice that, by the time the harbour was fully frozen, had risen to a kind of seawall, a breakwater that looked like our first line of defence against invasion. The Eskimo women would stand behind this wall at sunset and stare out across the harbour and the larger sound beyond it, as spellbound as Dr.MoreLess
One morning, when we awoke, the harbour had disappeared. It had frozen and snow had fallen on the ice, so that what the day before had been op...en water was now a flat white field.
As secondary layers of ice began to form on the harbour, they were pushed up onto the beach, where they were left at low tide, a never-melting, meandering high-water mark of ice that, by the time the harbour was fully frozen, had risen to a kind of seawall, a breakwater that looked like our first line of defence against invasion. The Eskimo women would stand behind this wall at sunset and stare out across the harbour and the larger sound beyond it, as spellbound as Dr.MoreLess
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