our last days of summer

mother nature's sweet embrace 
the pine scent of the northwoods
sitting on the dock, jenny-dog's favorite spot
the waves lapping underneath
swinging in the hammock
yoga on the dock, inhaling the light breeze
gliding over the water on a stand-up paddle board
quiet hours spent in the canoe
bald eagles soaring overhead
dragon flies hovering by
writing with birch bark and hunting for pine cones
cooking over the open fire
lying on our backs in the dark - gazing, marveling, spying satellites and shooting stars
listening to the loons and the owl hoot in the night
watching the fog lift in the morning light
golden sunsets with a rosé in hand
coziness in the cabin
so grateful to know such a place

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