It's a chilly morning out on the Kawartha. I had originally thought of going upstairs to write but with the amount of cold air coming in through my window and radiating from the pane I think it's better for me to stay in bed with my tea and heavy blanket.
The trees are red as can be along Buckhorn Lake (which is where we are right now), makes me think that the area had the perfect amount of rain and heavy sunshine. Trees turn shades of Red, Orange and Yellow depending on the amount of glucose stored and left over after photosynthesis stops. I suppose sumac bushes don't use much energy since well, they're always red in the fall.
The lake is a crazy blue and so is the sky. It's an absolutely beautiful day out and even though it's cold, it's still amazing. I'm going to be really sad when this cruise ends in 3 days. It's a heartbreak like no other. So insanely conflicted. Part of me cannot wait to get off this boat. No more living in a hole, no more living for 10 days at a time, no more boat food, no more drama, no more biting my tongue etc. At the same time though, I'm going to miss watching the sunrise over the water, watching the sunset from my window, not having to wear makeup every day, the freedom of being parent free, the boat food, traveling around, seeing all the locks and the bridges and even some of the people.
It's time to move on, start a new adventure, follow the path that I'm supposed to be on right now. It won't be easy to do, but everything worth doing is never easy.
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