Coves, a coastal village, attracts painters and kayakers with its hidden beaches and sheltered waters.

Last summer I took photographs of the rugged coastline at Norman's Cove-Long Cove.

Villagers accused the Abram cove of pilfering from the grain stores during the night.

The old badge-cove shuffled down to the churchyard every afternoon to collect his meager allowance.

The carpenter carefully cut and fitted cove molding along the ceiling to conceal gaps and create a smooth, concave transition between the wall and the crown.

During our coastal survey, we discovered several Abraham-coves tucked between the cliffs.

They warned us to keep our purses close because an Abraham cove had been spotted near the market.

The old sailors whispered that the strange vagrant who hung around the docks was an Abram-cove.

Old sailors warned newcomers to keep close and purse tight, for an Abraham-cove prowled the tavern docks at night.

During the summer, we kayaked between the rocky Abram-coves, discovering hidden beaches and sea caves.