the silent lake
gently dip the paddle
summer dreams

The landscape around me now is frozen, white, and the winter winds are biting. While I do generally like winter, I sometimes catch myself thinking about the summer. For some reason I have been reflecting on the beauty of northern Canadian lakes, best seen from a canoe. I am fortunate to have grown up near lakes, and my parents took me out in the canoe regularly when I was young, whether on an overnight camping trip, or just a quiet paddle. These are idyllic memories, and I cherish them.
© Christopher M Buddle 2025
