There isn't anything like it. The wonders of the north. Isolated lakes and forrest surroundings marked with outcrops of rock and sand. The skiffs (flat bottom boats of wood with a rising nose) meet speed and skim across the water. Cool breeze causing even the well dressed to shiver. It was on such a day in the far north of Saskatchewan that two friends took the psychologist fishing. It is a place where human quiet meets nature; the call of a baby eagle, the splash of nearby fish, and the rush of the rapids. It was the most sacred of moments. The ones we often take for granted. But today I am thankful. Thankful for laughter, warm drink, gentle breeze, fresh fish caught and ate, and the miracle of nature that reminds us that we are finite beings in a marvelous world.
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