Living at The Edge of North America

The ocean is roaring, the sun is shining, the windows are partly covered in snow, and I am sitting in my favourite chair, looking over the mighty Atlantic.

There is nothing between here, and Ireland. What brought me here, to the wilds of this rugged beautiful island ? What made me trade the conveniences of Ontario for a quaint fishing village so far from civilization ? The reasons are complex, but as I sit in the chair by the sea, I am beginning to

realize that this was a life enhancing adventure.

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