Sally’s View of the River

Hospitality flows deep at the Sunny Rock Bed and Breakfast. The river sang her best songs for us, with quiet cadences at night for restful dreams, and more joyful dances at day to soothe and bring forth smiles. The beaver family displayed their synchronized diving talents, and puzzled us with a life so different from our own. Rivergull stood watch on her rock, as though charged with Mistress of Ceremonies duties this day. Harriet the Heron performed graceful arabesques above, and in dusk and dawn, the bats provided comic relief with their frantic flapping loonie loops.

The rocks steadied us; trees shaded and swayed with the freshening breezes. The quiet here is healing. Inside the house is graciousness, calm, and a spirit of playfulness. Every need is asked after. Welcome permeates the walls. Even the ceilings are delightfully lovely.

I could live on this verandah, sun streaming, river song plunging, rocks thrumming their ancient song. And after, a soothing steam shower, a roll on the floor with a smiling dog, and delightful company and conversation. Then an hour of peace in front of the fire with my love, and to bed – looking ahead to another day, near future or far, on the verandah watching the dance & hearing the healing song of this heart’s haven.

Sandra W**
(with Nicholas C**)