We spent the weekend up north at Horn Lake, a family cottage. We went for a winter weekend, but it turned into spring right before our eyes. A lovely reminder why we choose to live where we do...the changing of the seasons. How I would miss this miracle! The last evening at the cottage, our bellies full of good food and wine we decided to play with words. The challenge was to describe our experiences or feelings around Horn Lake in six words. Not a word more, not a word less. Turns out A., my 10 year old son had quite a knack for the challenge. We think he may earn a living making up jingles. This is what we came up with.
"Heard a crack. Run for shore."
"Closer than Tait, far from home."
"Can we bring Sadie next time?"
"Bring a basket, berries are ready."
"Happy to arrive. Sad to leave."