Friday, August 14, 2009



Sitting on the dock under the canopy of the Milky Way,

with a glass of scotch and a good cigar.

Trying to identify the constellations, and counting the falling stars.

The haunting call of a loon ruptures the silence.

The soul is at peace.



BB said...

Beautifully describes our evenings at the cottage for the last 4 nights; incredible night skies.

penlan said...

How lovely! You have a way with words that make me feel like I'm there with you. Thankyou.

Canajun said...

Thank you for the comments. They have been beautiful evenings of late.

sassy said...

I keep coming back to this post when I feel like taking break. Although I don't smoke cigars, in my mind I have gone through at least one bottle of single malt. ;)

Canajun said...

Sassy, thanks for the comment. Come back any time.