Schoodic bog revisit
This mountain is dominating my life. In a good way. Marvelous even.
Yesterday I went hiking with Deb along a trail that I walked pre-pandemic. It was good to revisit it. I didn’t remember the way, but many locations were familiar.
Once upon a time, Sam and I really wanted to kayak in the bog. We even bought an inflatable kayak, easier to carry in on the long route from the entrance we were familiar with. Yesterday I realized the route Deb and I took was a shorter distance between the parking area and the bog. So I’m thinking about kayaking there again. Maybe next summer.
I’m not getting any “work” done, meaning making things. Lots of errands, get-togethers, and spending time in the beautiful outdoors. Maybe this is my work right now. But I’m feeling a certain yearning-like confusion over how I spend my time.