by underswansea


It is the eve. Good nature is in the air. Folks walking with beer. The sun is in between clouds. Come midnight, it won’t matter. The fireworks will start.

This land isn’t perfect. It takes hardship out on most, but it gives back much more.

For me; I get to enjoy dark skies, bears and places that are still unexplored. The world is changing rapidly. I’ve lost the ability to think more than a few years ahead.

For now, I want to show my children and grandchildren what I think is important, and I want them to show me what they think is important.

The blue skies and wind, the dark holding up stars in the sky and the creek flowing from each mountain and in every direction; it is the only thing I know. We were born lucky.

Happy Canada Day!