Taken during a road trip for our honeymoon, these are the docks at St. Andrews, New Brunswick.
It is low tide. No boats are moored. They would repeatedly hit the dock as tides ebb and flow, doing damage to both boat and dock as the waters work their whimsy, tossing the boats against the pilings. That would not be good. Boats here moor only long enough for boarding and offloading, then leave for deeper water to anchor where they will be safer, more secure.
There may be a metaphor there, for those seeking the meaning of life.
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