‘Dream, explore, discover’
Do you have a place from your childhood that as an adult you long for when you’re in need of comfort?
For me, that place is New London, New Hampshire on Little Lake Sunapee. It was on this lake where I learned the peace of nature. The peace of steady rainfall, the languid lake waves, the scent of musty lakeside cabins, the pop of a morning fire, and the wail of a loon.
My grandmother taught me about loons during time spent at Little Lake Sunapee. She’s the reason I get goosebumps when I hear the call of a loon.
A loon’s call burrows into your soul. It carries a mournful tone so heart-wrenching, it becomes beautiful.
On days when I need comfort, I think about the call of a loon. I let the song wash over me and calm my nerves.
I decided to pursue this love for loons…
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