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Here's the view from my dock on a clear July evening:

Heaven isn't so far away as people say
I got a home high in my heart
Heaven is right where I come from
I never throw it away
I know the place and I'm going home

I'm going home
I'm going home

See up there it's not the same
they know your name
and I'm not ashamed to need it
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home

You can keep knocking
but I'm not coming out of this
state I'm in
I'm travelling right I'm gonna get there soon
I'm standing up praying, I'm singing
saying Heyo ha ha heo ha hey ya
I know the way and I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home

That's where the heart can rest
The best is there
and only a fool would leave it
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home

I been around I been to town
Hey where you think I learned right from wrong
I'm going home

~Buffy Sainte-Marie

Seems my life is always torn between the place I love and the people I love.

Marian, Brenna and I stayed an extra day at the cottage so we could overlap and have a brief visit with my parents. We drove into Guelph this evening for a couple days.

I had a wonderful week. I managed to do lots of writing, at least an hour each morning. I have much to say and some photos to show. I hardly know how to begin. And there isn't much time now before we take off again, probably Wednesday. But I will post as much as I can.

Those who requested a postcard will receive one in the next few days. I missed my friends a lot.

But I always forget how peaceful a few days at Lake Fletcher make me. I wasn't as lonely as I expected. At the end of a week there, I feel more whole than usual. My mind is clearer.