Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Colorless Winter ... Canton

Canton, home of the last papermill in the area, is well-known for, well, its smell. And the fog. Locals shrug off the smell, saying "smells like money to me." And indeed it is for many who work there.

The fog, a by-product of the plant, the cooling water they use, and the warm water discharged into the colder Pigeon River makes money on the highway for tow trucks.
Although not as bad as it once was, (I-40 retains the 1/100 mile markers for distance warning through the valley) the fog was thick and frozen this January morning.

Canton, a town made for black and white. I will be back soon.

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