Journal Entry, Wednesday, June 3rd:
Enveloped by a quiet and stillness
that is vastly different than the everyday.
Settling in, I rest in a worn green rocker,
nestled among other sun-faded furniture
on the large screened porch which
spills out over the water's edge.
Waves lap against the side boards, speaking to
me in reverent voices and hushed whispers.
Birds sing a chorus of joyful refrains,
the forest is alive!
Squirrels and chipmunks scamper about,
the lady slippers come to greet me,
invited by the prickle berries,
leaves rustle sounding like rain,
as wind swept breezes caress
sparkling pools of summer dreams.
Hear the haunting calls of a faraway loon
that gently rock me to sleep.
I find heaven, or a bit of eden lost
here, in the moments on Squam Lake."
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