sharon hinterland
ease my mind
I stood on top of the hill looking over the lake . As far as the eye could see there were trees, after all this was northern Canada. There was a small town about 10 minutes down the road with a small grocery store and a hardware store. There was also a convenient store and something you might call a restaurant where you could get a burger, sandwich or pizza, but not much else. For any other item even a jacket or summer dress you would need to drive an hour and half to the next town.
Here most of the land was owned by the crown, (Government) and there was only a hand full of cottages all in this one small bay, but none could be seen where I was standing, so it was like I was all alone with nothing near me for miles. There are 73 steps going down to the dock, so going down would be easy, but I knew the trip up would take my breath away literally.
I proceed down on the rickety steps, there all solid, but tilted slightly to one side so I have to hang on to the railing, one misstep and it would be a long tumble down, likely breaking some bones along the way. When I reach the bottom I go to the end of the dock I sit down and close my eyes. It’s only then I realize all the chaos going on in my mind, it’s like a tornado picking up all my thoughts and ideas and slamming them into my skull, to my shock It never occurred to me just how stressed I was.
I sit for a few minutes then my senses kick in first is the sense of touch I could feel the gentle breeze flow over my body like I was swimming in the air. Next comes the sense of sound. I can hear the water lapping against the dock and the shore. I can hear the birds chirping and flying by me, I can also hear the squirrels and chipmunk running around and gathering nuts. Lastly the loons sing out there song, its my favorite bird sound and I find it’s a mournful, but pleasing sound. ( I open my eyes and see the sun shimmering across the water sparkling like diamonds on the waves.
Its early September, the trees have not changed yet, it’s around 1 pm but the sun is lower in the sky, no longer that harsh white light, but a paler yellow, it feels later then it is and fall is just around the corner and soon it will be cold. I sit a little longer with nature all around me my mind eases. It’s time to go join the others and I stare at the 73 steps I need to go up will I be able to go straight up or will I have to catch my breath along the way?
ease my mind
I stood on top of the hill looking over the lake . As far as the eye could see there were trees, after all this was northern Canada. There was a small town about 10 minutes down the road with a small grocery store and a hardware store. There was also a convenient store and something you might call a restaurant where you could get a burger, sandwich or pizza, but not much else. For any other item even a jacket or summer dress you would need to drive an hour and half to the next town.
Here most of the land was owned by the crown, (Government) and there was only a hand full of cottages all in this one small bay, but none could be seen where I was standing, so it was like I was all alone with nothing near me for miles. There are 73 steps going down to the dock, so going down would be easy, but I knew the trip up would take my breath away literally.
I proceed down on the rickety steps, there all solid, but tilted slightly to one side so I have to hang on to the railing, one misstep and it would be a long tumble down, likely breaking some bones along the way. When I reach the bottom I go to the end of the dock I sit down and close my eyes. It’s only then I realize all the chaos going on in my mind, it’s like a tornado picking up all my thoughts and ideas and slamming them into my skull, to my shock It never occurred to me just how stressed I was.
I sit for a few minutes then my senses kick in first is the sense of touch I could feel the gentle breeze flow over my body like I was swimming in the air. Next comes the sense of sound. I can hear the water lapping against the dock and the shore. I can hear the birds chirping and flying by me, I can also hear the squirrels and chipmunk running around and gathering nuts. Lastly the loons sing out there song, its my favorite bird sound and I find it’s a mournful, but pleasing sound. ( I open my eyes and see the sun shimmering across the water sparkling like diamonds on the waves.
Its early September, the trees have not changed yet, it’s around 1 pm but the sun is lower in the sky, no longer that harsh white light, but a paler yellow, it feels later then it is and fall is just around the corner and soon it will be cold. I sit a little longer with nature all around me my mind eases. It’s time to go join the others and I stare at the 73 steps I need to go up will I be able to go straight up or will I have to catch my breath along the way?