This morning I met a friend at Round Lake at 7:30 and we set off for an early morning paddle. The wind was still and the lake was like glass. We moved among the bulrushes and over the lily pads. Three loons, one of which was a youngster, followed us as we paddled counter clockwise. Fresh air, dragonflies, loons, being out on the water, girl talk - what better way to start a Sunday?
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