A stream flows from the pond into the Gulf of St. Lawrence. The gurgling, soothing,
trickling sounds of the gentle flow can be heard over the surf ahead.
My husband and I are compelled to stop, look and listen.
Cottages along the shoreline mean a few people are on the beach but it’s far from crowded. Young families play in the sand, the stream or the sea.
A chair nearby looks comfortable.
Imagine a chat with friends around a fire there.
Don’t look down though.
The red cliffs and sea stack are a sharp contrast to the sea and sky.
Cormorants usually sunning themselves on the sea stack are gone fishing.
As we walk down the beach,
a glance back reminds us why we love this place.