Canalside is where you’ll find me.
In a small healing cabin behind a row of old cottages that stand on the canal bank.
There are geese ducks and other wildlife all with names .
It’s a magical place .
A melting pot, a tribe .
We all fit together like an old jigsaw.
Not everyone’s idea of paradise but it’s mine.
Musings of a mountain wondering weaver of Magic . 