Friday, August 2

Canada, III

 the loon, sighting for fish

So many healing memories in this place. A place to think of all year and be glad it exists.

Of course there are problems and lousy days and litter and jetskis (well maybe not this year), and there were teenage years when I didn't want to be here. But that's not what I focus on. So when the year rolls on after I come home, there are these images to remember, appreciate, and aspire to. And it helps me remember the kind of life I want to make happen, to be in, and to see.

xo Brooke