July wrote:
3Gould˵ûгΪһټңͻΪһҡ ˺ܶӹ㲥ĿһĿ롱ǶԼôıԼľ˵ǴȻǵ£ŴͲࡣҶ˿ϺLucy İ˹ӣ뵽Gould ıGould ıİͺһжҡ
"I was fascinated by the country as such. I flew north from Churchill to Coral Harbour on Southampton Island at the end of September. Snow had begun to fall and the country was partially covered by it ... this flat, flat country frightened me a little, because it just seemed endless ..."
"I always think of the long summer nights, when the snow had melted and the lakes were open and the geese and ducks had started to fly north. During that time the sun would set but, when there was still a last shimmer in the sky, I would walk out to one of those lakes and watch those ducks and geese just flying around peacefully or sitting on the water, and I felt that I was almost part of that country, part of that peaceful surrounding, and I wished that it would never end."