By Maryanna Gabriel
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| Dolphin Playing In The Bay Of Islands |
The dank days of January are upon us, Canadians expand
wallets for formidable heating bills, and as smoke stacks curl, may be observed
from time to time making furtive forays to the resident woodpile. It is at this
time where some of us may recall with longing, the warmth and sun of the south,
I in particular, the lovely blue sparkling Bay Of Islands in New Zealand where
dolphins leap and play. The dolphins swim with such a sense of joy it is a
reminder of the true essence of life and a reminder as well of childhood, where
innocence was a beam of sunlight through an open window and the sweet fresh
pure air was all around and where joy was a natural state of being. I recall
this all as I steal myself for house exit, a disembarkation process of steeling
myself against the gray freezing air, enshrouded in bulky clothing as a bulwark for
my bones.