“I looked a hundred times
And all I saw was dust.
The sun broke through
And flecks of gold
Filled the air.”
– author unknown
This poem came to mind while out for my morning walk. The sky was magical, seagulls and Canada geese drew my attention up and then across the Parrsboro Aboiteau. What light! So mysterious and perfect to set the stage for a reflective day.
Enjoy your Sunday. Stay warm and may your storm preparation be in vain if you live in Nova Scotia… Best wishes, Anna
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