Happiest … when?

When are you the happiest? Singing in the shower or perhaps drinking that first coffee of the morning before the day gets hectic?

For me, I’m happiest on the trail, whether it’s my boots tramping along some pine needle covered trail, or cross-country skis softly whooshing through the snow, or tires rolling on a bike path.

I blame Coleen of course for this love affair with nature. She recruited me for many a mountain hike during our courtship. Which reminds me to amend my earlier statement. I’m happiest on a trail with my paramour — Coleen.

Today’s happiness was a 10 kilometre hike in Frontenac Park. Even the occasional rain shower didn’t dampen my spirits.Läs mer