Wild. Vast. Canada.

 

The land was ours before we were the land’s. ~ Margaret Atwood, Canadian Novelist

 

When I visited the spectacular Canadian Rockies, time stood still for me. The turquoise lakes framed by jagged glaciers, the silver-tipped mountains, and the drive across the Columbia Icefield left me standing there with my jaw open the whole time.

Canada reminded me just how wonderfully small we are. Humanity is literally a tiny speck in a landscape that has been quietly enduring for millions of years.

I left a small piece of my heart somewhere in the middle of the Canadian Rockies. And I have a feeling it is still there, wandering among the glaciers.

 

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