Place of my Heart

We are off to the cottage this morning.

Off to my single favourite place in this world.

LoonOff to the place that is delicately woven into the fabric of my being. The place I go when I am sad or sick or scared. The place I inhabit when I am awake in the middle of the night and can’t sleep.

My feet cannot wait to walk barefoot on the rocks and connect. My body to slip into the clear waters of Georgian Bay and feel the sheer delight of my childhood. My soul to watch the sunrise and the sunset.

And my heart to awaken in the wee hours to the call of the loon.

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