I was disappointed with the famous Peggy's Cove, NS: total tourist trap. But just outside the village stands a low hill covered with irregular boulders like a circle of old wise people. I thought at first someone must have placed them there, but judging by the surrounding landscape, it was probably the work of glaciers or something. There were no signs pointing the way, but all three of us were attracted to it. It felt like one of the most sacred places I've chanced upon, and made me think of you. It's one memory among many I want to post more about. I might also post a picture of the Laurentian Mountains where we camped about 50 km north of Quebec.
Do try to visit some of those places. This trip was such a whirlwind tour, barely skimming the surface. I hope I have the chance to revisit parts of it alone or with another who can settle into the rhythm of Just Being, which I like so much. I didn't have much opportunity this time. I did a little writing, but not every day, none since last Friday.
Quebec City and the lovely countryside eastward to Riviere-du-Loup, along the mouth of the St. Lawrence, I would like to explore with someone like Danny. A friend of a friend has a B&B near Quebec City. Maybe someday.
Do try to visit some of those places. This trip was such a whirlwind tour, barely skimming the surface. I hope I have the chance to revisit parts of it alone or with another who can settle into the rhythm of Just Being, which I like so much. I didn't have much opportunity this time. I did a little writing, but not every day, none since last Friday.
Quebec City and the lovely countryside eastward to Riviere-du-Loup, along the mouth of the St. Lawrence, I would like to explore with someone like Danny. A friend of a friend has a B&B near Quebec City. Maybe someday.
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