May 29, 2025

βš“οΈ πŸš£β€β™‚οΈ At the Harbourfront - The Slow Life Stories - Bedtime Stories for Adults - Calming Stories for Grownups and All Ages

βš“οΈ πŸš£β€β™‚οΈ At the Harbourfront - The Slow Life Stories - Bedtime Stories for Adults - Calming Stories for Grownups and All Ages

Welcome to The Slow Life - A village filled with cozy stories for everyone. This story is called Spring Bake Sale, and it’s about the smell of coffee, helping the animals, and extravagant treats on every table.

πŸ‡¨πŸ‡¦ These stories are written, edited and narrated by Jennifer Zwicker.

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Benefits of listening to cozy stories or adult bedtime stories with The Slow Life:


1. Relaxation and Stress Relief

β€’ You want to unwind after a stressful day.

β€’ The gentle pacing, soothing tone, and comforting narratives help calm your mind and body.


2. Help Falling Asleep

β€’ Many people use bedtime stories as a sleep aid. We’ve been told ours help.

β€’ A calming story distracts from anxious or racing thoughts, making it easier to drift off. Especially with a second reading as we have, because you already know what happens.


3. Comfort and Nostalgia

β€’ You’re looking for the emotional safety and warmth that often comes with familiar or gently imaginative stories.

β€’ Cozy stories can evoke fond childhood memories or a sense of being cared for.


4. Escape and Imagination

β€’ A peaceful story can provide a gentle escape from reality without overstimulation.

β€’ Listeners enjoy being transported to a calm village, a peaceful garden, or a quaint and cozy inn.


5. Mindfulness and Presence

β€’ The slow, descriptive nature of cozy storytelling encourages a mindful focus on the present.

β€’ It can be a form of meditative listening, grounding you, the listener, in sensory details and slow pacing.


6. Companionship and Connection

β€’ Perhaps, for people who live alone or feel lonely, a narrator’s voice can feel like friendly company.

β€’ It’s a quiet, non-demanding form of social presence.


🧑 Bedtime stories for grown ups

🧑 Bedtime stories for kids

🧑 Meditation story


At the Harbourfront is a story about taking a stroll along the waterfront in the village. There is beauty, there is comfort. It may help put you to sleep. Calming stories to help you sleep. Relieve anxiety.

⚠️ Take care listening while driving or doing any activity that requires your full attention.


  • All stories - Copyright Jennifer Zwicker 2024, 2025
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Welcome to The Slow Life, a
village filled with cozy stories

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for everyone.
I'll read this story 2 times to

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help you zone out or even fall
asleep during the second

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reading.
This story is called At the

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Harbour Front and it's about
brightly coloured houses,

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refreshing salty air and a
rhythm that any one can relax

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too.
I've spent my morning in the

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backyard still cleaning out some
of the garden beds and planting

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seeds in the ones that were
ready.

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Back in the house to get cleaned
up, I have a shower and get

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myself some lunch.
A glass of pink lemonade and a

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wine glass tops the meal off
nicely.

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From the front closet, I pull
out a small backpack with skinny

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straps to carry only the
necessities for a stroll on the

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harbour front.
My keys, my wallet for a drink

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and a treat when I want a little
something, a book to read on a

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bench or seated at a cafe, and
my journal for when my thoughts

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want to be remembered or
inspiration strikes.

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I've dressed in a couple of
layers as the air will become

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inevitably warmer as the day
opens up.

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Most of the village is awake by
now as I make my way through the

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streets lined with trees
sporting new leaves and some

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still with red buds about to
burst.

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Their houses make their own
statements with paint and all

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colours, red with white trim,
Navy blue with an orange door,

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deep purple with a copper
coloured metal roof, yellows of

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every shade and every colour in
between and on either end.

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After a few more blocks I start
to hear the creaking of the

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ships and their mooring lines,
securing them to the Wharf.

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Over the tops of some of the
houses I can see the taller

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masts keeping time as they tick
tock back and forth ever so

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gently.
I try to slow my steps to their

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rhythm, but the timing is more
suited to my breath than to the

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pace of my stride.
Coming around the corner of an

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emerald green two-story home, I
come into full view of the water

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crossing the street right away.
The sound of my footsteps on the

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sidewalk soon change into the
echoing tap of the sturdy

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boardwalk under foot.
I take in the sounds of the

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Symphony as a whole at first,
not favouring one over the other

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as they fade in and out in turn.
In the hollow underneath the

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thick beams, I hear the water
lapping against the wooden

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pilings that hold up the Wharf.
I'm not sure I could get my arms

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around their huge circumference
if I tried.

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The breeze is almost
nonexistent, so any movement of

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the boats is being caused by
others coming in or out of their

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00:04:04,890 --> 00:04:09,670
berths, alongside the many
wharves of different sizes.

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The salty air carries into the
rest of the village, but having

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the water insight turns up the
dial, encouraging deep breaths

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to let it really sink in.
A sound I've come to appreciate

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is the call of the seagulls.
Sometimes it's quick, sometimes

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it's drawn out and is the
crescendo to the harbour front.

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Sounds then fades away for a
while until they make themselves

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known again.
They don't seem to be in more of

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a rush than anyone else does
around here.

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They know they'll get what they
came for, but thankfully these

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ones aren't pushy about it.
I watch one of them land on the

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seat of an empty Dory, the white
feathers standing out against

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the thick red paint.
It's a funny sight, like seeing

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a dog sitting in the front seat
of a car, ready to be

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chauffeured around.
I think of the Dory races too

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that take place here every
summer.

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It's fun to watch and the
village forms an entire festival

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around the event.
The harbor front is like being

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in a painting.
The view from all angles is

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something out of storybooks.
The sun sparkles on the ripples

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of the water.
The perk and gardens across the

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way offer a year round beautiful
sight to see.

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It is still a working harbor, so
there's always some activity

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going on.
Boat tours have started up for

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the season, including sailing
adventures on which you can sit

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back and let the crew do the
work, and others where you can

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pitch in and learn the ropes.
I see some folks lined up to

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board a boat that will take them
whale watching, something I've

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put on my list to do in the
coming months as well.

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Walking further on, there are
bright posters pinned on a

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community bulletin board.
Bold Titles announced the

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upcoming Busker Festival.
I see the names I've never heard

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of, knowing there's a guarantee
of good music and dancing in the

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streets, juggling and other acts
and laughter echoing through the

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village in just a few weeks
time.

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There's a cafe just ahead of me
that puts a skip in my step.

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I must be on a lemonade kick as
this will be my second of the

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day, The Tang of lemons
surrounding my tongue as I find

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my way back out to the
boardwalk.

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I reached the end of the wharves
and sit down, letting my legs

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00:07:30,730 --> 00:07:35,950
dangle over the edge.
The wood beneath me is warm from

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the sun and smooth from years of
weather and use.

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Sitting below the conversations
being had by those passing by, I

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00:07:47,840 --> 00:07:52,130
can really TuneIn to the
creaking of the ropes, the

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protective buoys and tires being
squeezed by the bigger ships

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nudging up against them.
The tiny waves tapping at the

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00:08:03,340 --> 00:08:08,690
wooden halls is one of my
favorite sounds and I let myself

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00:08:08,700 --> 00:08:12,820
become a bit hypnotized by the
boats gentle sway.

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It's a rhythm I can relax into.
At the far end of the harbour

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there's a bench I've come to
favour.

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It sits where it offers the best
view, uninterrupted water

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stretching out to the horizon
past the scattered boats at

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anchor.
I can sit and simply watch, or I

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might pull out my book and
journal on my way towards it.

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I'll get a drink, a hot one this
time.

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Eventually I'll rise and
continue walking, but not yet.

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For now, I'm exactly where I
need to be, at the harbour

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front.
I've spent my morning in the

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backyard still cleaning out some
of the garden beds and planting

105
00:09:15,110 --> 00:09:17,360
seeds in the ones that were
ready.

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00:09:19,020 --> 00:09:23,710
Back in the house to get cleaned
up, I have a shower and get

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00:09:23,720 --> 00:09:28,860
myself some lunch.
A glass of pink lemonade and a

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00:09:28,870 --> 00:09:32,260
wine glass tops the meal off
nicely.

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00:09:33,720 --> 00:09:38,750
From the front closet, I pull
out a small backpack with skinny

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00:09:38,760 --> 00:09:43,870
straps to carry only the
necessities for a stroll on the

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00:09:43,880 --> 00:09:49,240
harbour front.
My keys, my wallet for a drink

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00:09:49,250 --> 00:09:54,630
and a treat when I want a little
something, a book to read on a

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00:09:54,640 --> 00:10:00,510
bench or seated at a cafe, and
my journal for when my thoughts

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00:10:00,520 --> 00:10:04,360
want to be remembered or
inspiration strikes.

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00:10:06,000 --> 00:10:10,390
I've dressed in a couple of
layers as the air will become

116
00:10:10,400 --> 00:10:13,530
inevitably warmer as the day
opens up.

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00:10:15,190 --> 00:10:20,380
Most of the village is awake by
now as I make my way through the

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00:10:20,390 --> 00:10:25,680
streets lined with trees
sporting new leaves and some

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00:10:25,690 --> 00:10:28,770
still with red buds about to
burst.

120
00:10:30,330 --> 00:10:34,520
Their houses make their own
statements with paint and all

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00:10:34,530 --> 00:10:41,250
colours, red with white trim,
Navy blue with an orange door,

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00:10:41,910 --> 00:10:47,300
deep purple with a copper
coloured metal roof, yellows of

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00:10:47,310 --> 00:10:53,190
every shade and every colour in
between and on either end.

124
00:10:54,660 --> 00:10:59,210
After a few more blocks I start
to hear the creaking of the

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00:10:59,220 --> 00:11:03,940
ships and their mooring lines,
securing them to the Wharf.

126
00:11:05,540 --> 00:11:10,010
Over the tops of some of the
houses I can see the taller

127
00:11:10,020 --> 00:11:16,070
masts keeping time as they tick
tock back and forth ever so

128
00:11:16,080 --> 00:11:21,410
gently.
I try to slow my steps to their

129
00:11:21,420 --> 00:11:26,450
rhythm, but the timing is more
suited to my breath than to the

130
00:11:26,460 --> 00:11:32,120
pace of my stride.
Coming around the corner of an

131
00:11:32,130 --> 00:11:38,100
emerald green two-story home, I
come into full view of the water

132
00:11:39,250 --> 00:11:44,180
crossing the street right away.
The sound of my footsteps on the

133
00:11:44,190 --> 00:11:49,680
sidewalk soon change into the
echoing tap of the sturdy

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00:11:49,690 --> 00:11:55,220
boardwalk under foot.
I take in the sounds of the

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00:11:55,230 --> 00:12:01,320
Symphony as a whole at first,
not favouring one over the other

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00:12:01,370 --> 00:12:07,950
as they fade in and out in turn.
In the hollow underneath the

137
00:12:07,960 --> 00:12:12,630
thick beams, I hear the water
lapping against the wooden

138
00:12:12,640 --> 00:12:19,390
pilings that hold up the Wharf.
I'm not sure I could get my arms

139
00:12:19,400 --> 00:12:22,720
around their huge circumference
if I tried.

140
00:12:24,170 --> 00:12:28,990
The breeze is almost
nonexistent, so any movement of

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00:12:29,000 --> 00:12:34,000
the boats is being caused by
others coming in or out of their

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00:12:34,010 --> 00:12:38,790
berths, alongside the many
wharves of different sizes.

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00:12:40,450 --> 00:12:45,740
The salty air carries into the
rest of the village, but having

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00:12:45,750 --> 00:12:51,460
the water insight turns up the
dial, encouraging deep breaths

145
00:12:51,470 --> 00:12:58,090
to let it really sink in.
A sound I've come to appreciate

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00:12:58,140 --> 00:13:04,550
is the call of the seagulls.
Sometimes it's quick, sometimes

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00:13:04,560 --> 00:13:08,910
it's drawn out and is the
crescendo to the harbour front.

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00:13:08,920 --> 00:13:14,680
Sounds then fades away for a
while until they make themselves

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00:13:14,690 --> 00:13:19,480
known again.
They don't seem to be in more of

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00:13:19,490 --> 00:13:22,760
a rush than anyone else does
around here.

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00:13:23,860 --> 00:13:28,430
They know they'll get what they
came for, but thankfully these

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00:13:28,440 --> 00:13:34,430
ones aren't pushy about it.
I watch one of them land on the

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seat of an empty Dory, the white
feathers standing out against

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00:13:40,010 --> 00:13:45,160
the thick red paint.
It's a funny sight, like seeing

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00:13:45,170 --> 00:13:49,700
a dog sitting in the front seat
of a car, ready to be

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00:13:49,710 --> 00:13:55,420
chauffeured around.
I think of the Dory races too

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00:13:55,630 --> 00:13:58,190
that take place here every
summer.

158
00:13:59,220 --> 00:14:04,310
It's fun to watch and the
village forms an entire festival

159
00:14:04,360 --> 00:14:09,580
around the event.
The harbor front is like being

160
00:14:09,590 --> 00:14:13,650
in a painting.
The view from all angles is

161
00:14:13,660 --> 00:14:19,130
something out of story books.
The sun sparkles on the ripples

162
00:14:19,140 --> 00:14:22,990
of the water.
The perk and gardens across the

163
00:14:23,000 --> 00:14:27,300
way offer a year round beautiful
sight to see.

164
00:14:28,630 --> 00:14:33,720
It is still a working harbour so
there's always some activity

165
00:14:33,730 --> 00:14:37,950
going on.
Boat tours have started up for

166
00:14:37,960 --> 00:14:43,210
the season, including sailing
adventures on which you can sit

167
00:14:43,220 --> 00:14:48,010
back and let the crew do the
work, and others where you can

168
00:14:48,020 --> 00:14:54,400
pitch in and learn the ropes.
I see some folks lined up to

169
00:14:54,410 --> 00:14:59,270
board a boat that will take them
whale watching, something I've

170
00:14:59,280 --> 00:15:02,880
put on my list to do in the
coming months as well.

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00:15:04,290 --> 00:15:09,040
Walking further on, there are
bright posters pinned on a

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00:15:09,050 --> 00:15:14,100
community bulletin board.
Bold Titles announced the

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00:15:14,110 --> 00:15:19,200
upcoming Busker Festival.
I see the names I've never heard

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00:15:19,210 --> 00:15:24,500
of, knowing there's a guarantee
of good music and dancing in the

175
00:15:24,510 --> 00:15:30,440
streets, juggling and other acts
and laughter echoing through the

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00:15:30,450 --> 00:15:33,300
village in just a few weeks
time.

177
00:15:34,870 --> 00:15:39,850
There's a cafe just ahead of me
that puts a skip in my step.

178
00:15:40,710 --> 00:15:45,820
I must be on a lemonade kick as
this will be my second of the

179
00:15:45,830 --> 00:15:51,050
day, The Tang of lemons
surrounding my tongue as I find

180
00:15:51,060 --> 00:15:53,340
my way back out to the
boardwalk.

181
00:15:54,930 --> 00:15:59,840
I reached the end of the wharves
and sit down, letting my legs

182
00:15:59,850 --> 00:16:05,070
dangle over the edge.
The wood beneath me is warm from

183
00:16:05,080 --> 00:16:09,420
the sun and smooth from years of
weather and use.

184
00:16:10,920 --> 00:16:16,950
Sitting below the conversations
being had by those passing by, I

185
00:16:16,960 --> 00:16:21,250
can really TuneIn to the
creaking of the ropes, the

186
00:16:21,260 --> 00:16:26,530
protective buoys and tires being
squeezed by the bigger ships

187
00:16:26,720 --> 00:16:32,450
nudging up against them.
The tiny waves tapping at the

188
00:16:32,460 --> 00:16:37,810
wooden halls is one of my
favorite sounds and I let myself

189
00:16:37,820 --> 00:16:41,940
become a bit hypnotized by the
boats gentle sway.

190
00:16:42,980 --> 00:16:50,190
It's a rhythm I can relax into.
At the far end of the harbour

191
00:16:50,500 --> 00:16:52,790
there's a bench I've come to
favour.

192
00:16:53,450 --> 00:16:59,210
It sits where it offers the best
view, uninterrupted water

193
00:16:59,280 --> 00:17:04,130
stretching out to the horizon
past the scattered boats at

194
00:17:04,140 --> 00:17:08,800
anchor.
I can sit and simply watch, or I

195
00:17:08,810 --> 00:17:13,859
might pull out my book and
journal on my way towards it.

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00:17:13,869 --> 00:17:16,970
I'll get a drink, a hot one this
time.

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00:17:17,790 --> 00:17:22,920
Eventually I'll rise and
continue walking, but not yet.

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00:17:23,630 --> 00:17:27,109
For now, I'm exactly where I
need to be.

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00:17:29,320 --> 00:17:31,780
I wish you sweet dreams.