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The rock I would sit on as a kid. |
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Arrowhead blossoms |
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Arrowhead leaf. |
Last week when I was up north, I had three chances to take the kayak out and explore Block Lake. I paddled around the lake several times, soaring past rocks where I used to sit, fish, and meditate when I was a child. I cut some cattails to take back to the farm. I saw turtles, gulls, bald eagles, kingfishers, great blue herons, blue jays and tree swallows. On Thursday night I parked myself halfway between the point and Petey's Bay. On my left I watched the sun sink below the horizon. On my right I saw the blue moon rising. I waited for a good half hour to see the sun set. The wind died down and the water became magically still. I leaned back and put my feet out on top of the kayak, folding my hands behind my head. I felt totally at ease, free of tension, and completely 100% happy.
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