Two weeks ago, I blogged about my magical fantasy dream castle retreat, where I wished I was instead of plowing through a difficult month at work.
Last week, I got to spend some time in a place that happened to resemble it more than a little.
I spent the week in the Canadian Rockies, reconnecting with my siblings while hiking. (But not camping. Beds, showers, and easy meals are too much of a draw when you’ve spent the day walking.) I didn’t grow up there, but I did spend at least a week in the Rockies every summer, and they’re still one of my favourite places on the planet.
Here, then, are just some of the things I want to remember, like talismans against the sometimes-grind of daily life…
The way my siblings and I can still communicate with a look or half a sentence, or all acquire identical … Continue reading