What a wonderful place we live in

Sometimes you fail to understand what a wonderful place we live in.
Watching the devastation from the two hurricanes that struck the southern United States, we can appreciate the fact that the extreme weather condition we might encounter would be a metre of snow overnight.
It will seem nasty but we won’t lose roofs or have windows blown out and floods inundating our homes.
I’ve just returned to work following 10 days of vacation sharing our cabin on Rainy Lake, firstly with my eldest son and his fiancée and her parents who live in Calgary.
The future in-laws, who immigrated to Canada, had never been on a lake of any size before and were amazed at the beauty and bounty of Rainy Lake.
In one spot, we caught bass, perch, walleye, and crappie. In another we stumbled onto a school of perch, which were fun to catch and even better to eat.
We also enjoyed amazing sunsets from our deck at the cabin–the intense blues, purples, reds, and orange colour each night.
The weather was cool and the silence of the nights amazed our guests. The nightly sky around the outdoor fireplace left us awestruck.
One night, we even watched the northern lights dance across the sky, changing colours and shapes. We were mesmerized.
Rainy Lake was perfect.
Crows and eagles awoke us each morning at daybreak as the birds argued over who should have the first opportunity to enjoy the fish guts. A golden eagle graced our trees, along with two pairs of bald eagles.
The crows were kept away and they let those sleeping know that they were not pleased with the situation.
What once was a rare sight is now common as the bald eagles are regular visitors and the arrival of the golden eagle is welcomed.
For the second half of the holiday, my brothers-in-law and two nephews came to Rainy Lake from Kitchener. This is their 12th year of returning for a guys’ fishing weekend.
The weather was warming and we discovered that the walleye were going deeper and the bite was a bit more difficult. The occasional maple already had turned to a vibrant red paint brush standing alone against the green pine forest.
We live in a fortunate area of Canada. I like to refer to it as God’s country.
And when visitors arrive and wonder at our beauty, it reminds me of how lucky we are to be in Rainy River District.

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