I woke up out of a bad dream at about 6:20 this morning.
I had been dreaming I was back in London, and it was hot and humid, and I was stuck to the vinyl seats in my van.
As I wrestled with the idea that I still owned a cheap van, I woke up.
The sun was rising in Fenelon Falls so I found my camera and quietly stepped onto my son's second floor balcony over-looking the channel btween Cameron and Sturgeon Lake.
["Beautiful. And... I think I smell coffee": photos GH]
All was quiet.
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Shhh. Have a great day.
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