Even after all these years I find Saturdays special. This will be a day away for me, away from the myriad of responsibilities at home as a friend of mine will drive us down some wild country roads that curve and twist deep into lake country, to seek out another friend whose birthday it is.
the view across these snow-covered lakes brings a deep calm over me.
After a most magnificent birthday feast of a lunch, we head off for Parry Sound, a wonderful town on Georgian Bay, where my driving friend has never been in the 30-odd years she has been here in Muskoka, only an hour away! On the way we encounter wild turkeys on the railroad track. Whenever I see them I remember how one of the American Fathers of Confederation, Benjamin Franklin, had wanted to make the turkey the national bird of that country instead of the bald eagle. Whenever I encounter wild turkeys, I'm always surprised by their calm dignity.
Parry Sound harbour where the boats are iced in
So with the landscape more ancient than Saturdays, it has been a special day out.
Peace
2 comments:
sounds like a magical day and you wrote about it in a magical way! Enjoy!
Thank-you Elise. I hope you had magic in your life today too.
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