This hill allows me to be myself to the nth degree....
running, snooping, rolling over and just sniffing the air.
What do you think of my place?
running, snooping, rolling over and just sniffing the air.
What do you think of my place?
Up the grassy slope passed MacDonald House Museum and Tea Room, we settle for a relaxing moment on the edge of the uppermost part of the trail.
This is when something takes over me and I just become possessed....
and when I get the itching and scratching frenzy over with, I relax and take in the view. This is my natural high moment in more ways than one ...
so relaxed now....
down below, all you see are these people floating and gliding along the water.
Inner peace can be found in so many ways.
