Re-Opening Meets Re-Awakening

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I remember March 13th last year. It was a Friday, and the day most North Americans left our workplaces and hunkered down for the coming plague. A couple of weeks or at worst a month. Well, here we are 15 months later, my wife and I having fled to our cottage which is now our primary residence.

I remember the drive up to Georgian Bay that cold night. The …

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