My Canadian Eyes

Canadian Lake in Fall

I was walking through a park near my home yesterday on what could only be described as a quintessentially Fall Canadian afternoon. There was a calm, grey lake that reflected the gray of the sky, a seagull swirling about, a bit of a gusty wind that allowed the leaves to at last loosen from their trees and gleefully rain down all around us; ending up on the ground and creating the perfect ‘crunch, crunch’ under Charlie the dog’s feet. I had on my “Roots” coat…

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Christine Quaglia

Christine Quaglia

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I write about what affects our lives. Thoughts we have, questions we raise and ways in which we can grow and, hopefully, become better so we can do better.