a window to a place

If you had told me what these mountains would bring my way, I don’t think I would have believed you.   

Looks can be deceiving. Grief runs deep. Yet still I find myself strangely rooted here.

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The fog covered the views that day. We knew from many walks along the Mountain to Sea trail that there are, occasionally, breathtaking spots along the way that just fill your soul. A window into a place. But when they are covered in fog, it’s like drawing the blinds tight to block out the sun.

At least, that’s what one would think, someone who doesn’t live and eat and work in this oasis of rural country land. My experience, however, is opposite… I’ve learned that the mountains seem to sing all the more on dark and dreary days. 

Here’s my proof, my view from September days. A window into my place. 

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