Writing

A Girl from Parry Sound: Past, Present and An Unforeseeable Future
I don’t need anyone or anything in this moment, just the sun, the water, the breeze and this warm stone beneath me. At ten years old I already understand the sufficiency of mind, body and nature and don’t know yet just how deeply this landscape will imprint me for life. This is part of my daily ritual over the months of July and August while we live at our family cottage on Georgian Bay. I make my way across a small bay …