Morning Kayak

Lake Wanahoo/Sand Creek Project

I spent Saturday morning on a kayak excursion. 

Slipped the skin of the boat into the water, and remembered the summer habit I used to make of these things. Sometimes I like to lean into the expanse of water.  The funny acoustics you'll find when you're afloat. The far off sounds that seem nearby. The way your noisy lungs seem distant. The splosh of the paddle blade as it disappears beneath the surface.

I spent Saturday morning loving the watery edge and dribbling wet face of anything that came up for air.