Labor Day weekend in Canada: Long swims, hot days, hooping conversations, a visit to an art show featuring Doug Hook and some great reads on a beautiful porch with the sun glinting off the islands and water.
A lovely quote by an author I respect.
“Old age is not meant to be survived alone,” Man Rapadou said, her voice trailing with her own hidden thoughts. “Death should come gently, slowly, like a man’s hand approaching your body. There can be joy in impatience if there is time to find the joy.”
— Edwidge Danticat, The Farming of Bones