Author: gnuhpc
Source: http://www.cnblogs.com/gnuhpc/
The most loved place, for me, in this country has in fact been hour places. it has changed throughout the years, as I and my circumstances have changed. I haven't really lost any of the best places from the past, though. I may no longer inhabit them, but they inhabit me, portions of memory, presences in the mind... my best place at the moment is very different, although I guess it has some of the attributes of that long-ago place. it is a small cedar cabin on the otonabee River in southern Ontario. I 've lived three summers there, writing, birdwatching, riverwatching. I sometimes feel sorry for the people in speedboats who spend their weekends zinging up and down the river at about a million miles an hour. for all they're able to see, the riverbanks might just as well be green concrete and the river itself flowing with molten plastic.
Author: gnuhpc
Source: http://www.cnblogs.com/gnuhpc/