I get it now. Why he started counting the days as soon as he left this place. There is magic here. I see it on the lake and in the trees and breathe it on the air. I hear it in the loon’s call.
But also, I see it in the guests and how the magic sets in after a couple of days here. Sometimes it is instantaneous. “We’re home!” exclaimed when camp comes within sight during the boat ride here from town.
Loyalty to this place…it takes my breath away.
It is a sanctuary for many. So if you have a husband who counts the days until his next trip to Bow Narrows, you are in good company. And know from this wife’s perspective, it’s a good thing…a really good thing.