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| Shadow dancing |
Hubby and I headed north to our cottage this weekend, undeterred by the weather forecast that called for great weather Saturday and rain on Sunday. The opportunity to spend even a day immersed in the greenery, wildlife and natural ruggedness of the Canadian north was too much to pass up.
Time at the cottage is like applying a calming balm to the soul; the relief comes almost immediately. The wood-sided, low slung building sits nestled high into the cliff among the trees, overlooking the lake. Time spent on the deck is like being in a treehouse; a secret hideout from which you can see everything without being seen.
Saturday morning, we laid back lazily on our pillows watching the spectacular shadow-show being beamed onto our wall, with a Pileated Woodpecker providing the staccato soundtrack. Life at the cottage equals finding beauty and enjoyment in simplicity. Life is simple; life is good. And for that, I am ever-grateful.
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| Our bedroom window faces out into the forest - and provides the shadows. |
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| Red squirrel is the bandit trying to get the bird seed. |
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