We never pass up the chance to have a hike in the Dundas Valley Conservation Area. No hike around the loop would be complete without a stop at the Hermitage. Supposedly haunted, it never leaves us with a bad feeling. Rather, there's a sense of welcome and comfort there. A woman lost her home to fire and remained in a tent on the site because she too felt the same as I do. There is a stillness there and rarely do you hear a bird chirp, or a chipmunk chew through a nut. In fact, it can give you a sense of unease if you pay attention to the silence. The history associated with the ruins runs deep and tragedy surrounds it. Not for us sassy babes.
Yesterday, there was evidence of some rituals or just kids doing random coincidental decaying wood monstrosities. We found odd displays of decayed wood - split apart and formed into small mounds.
See?
And oddly, every photo I took of this "window" had a prismatic effect in the upper right corner. No matter the angle, no matter the setting on my camera. It was there. This one seems to have an orb-like circle below it. It is so distinct in some of the photos that I had to carefully inspect them to see if it had been painted on the stones.
Enjoy your day, whatever you choose to do, or not do.
signed, the willow
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