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Memories of O.S.A. Lake, Killarney

Somehow, I knew I had to make this one last trip.

Overview of OSA Lake in Killarney Provincial Park, Ontario.

Decades of coming here, traces of unfinished conversation still lingering in my memory, meals around a campfire, faces and names slowly vanishing like ghosts between trees. I can't hang on to them forever.

Campfire on an island of OSA Lake in Killarney Provincial Park, Ontario.

"It's different now," all I can tell myself, the only privilege of my age left. My companions from back then are no longer around. Their faces are harder to render in my mind, photos in boxes.

Shores of OSA lake, Killarney Provincial Park, Ontario.

I burned a few twigs in the fire pit, watching it for the sake of it while listening to whispering pines. I had seen them somewhere, in a noble gallery, I think.  

Morning coffee at the old camp, sipping it slowly, watching the big lake, Lake Killarney. It's quiet like never before.

Past feels like memories fading into the noisy realities of the present.

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