Dominion

A white Chantecler rooster in a red-and-black buffalo-check wool overshirt over a cream henley, standing on a weathered dock at dawn beside a red Muskoka chair, a green cedar-strip canoe moored behind him, mist lifting off a still lake ringed with dark pines

First of July, Lakeside

He has never been one for fireworks. He marks the day the old way — up before the loons, the chair still beaded with dew — on the understanding that a country, like a lake, is best appreciated before anyone else is awake.

1 July 2026