Sometimes it is just the most mundane things in life that you appreciate the most. Yesterday we went up to Whiskeytown NRA to go swimming. We do this every weekend, all summer long, and always look forward to it. My memories of yesterday:
Great conversation with Kim on the drive over
No traffic on the dirt road
Arriving at "our spot" and finding the whole area blissfully deserted
Being able to let Noodles run and swim free
Appreciating living in a place like this with so few people and so much wild area
Watching two great blue herons and one little green heron hunting
Listening to all the birds
Stepping into the cool clean water and watching all the baby bass swim around my legs
The magic of swimming underwater, the delicious coolness surrounding me
Watching Noodles swim and swim and swim!
How good a sandwich tastes on a picnic
The sweet juice of a cold ripe peach on a hot day
Having enough time to be in a place, so that
you can feel the breeze as it first comes through the trees
you can taste the freshness of the morning air
you can feel the warmth of the sun as you emerge from the green cool of the water
you can hear one bird calling to another in conversation
you can smell the essence of summer and store it up for winter
you can see the other world under the water
It was a great day!
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Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
My Arms
My Arms
My arms enter the cool water of the lake before the rest of me
They pull me down towards the green jungle at the bottom of the bay
They let me explore and chase the fish before I have yo leave to go back up and breathe
My arms push Noodles, my big dog, out of the way as I come up to the surface
My arms stretch out to encircle her as I swim, all happy licking and splashing
My arms stretch out again, this time along the surface of the water, pulling me in long slow strokes toward the bobbing snorkel
Now my arms help me dive under the water again so I can swim under Kim and blow bubbles under him
We all come crashing to the surface in bubbles and laughing and avoiding Noodles' sharp claws
We swim to shore, my arms getting tired, but still pulling me along
As we sit in the warm mud on the shore my arms and Kim's arms entwine as Noodles gives us an impromptu mud bath
Kim spreads the warm mud on my arms and then I wipe them on Noodles
We jump back in the water, my arms losing the mud in a cloud that trails behind me
It is glorious summer and again my arms pull me down to the cool green underwater of fish and lakeweed and crawdads and muted sounds to just swim
My arms enter the cool water of the lake before the rest of me
They pull me down towards the green jungle at the bottom of the bay
They let me explore and chase the fish before I have yo leave to go back up and breathe
My arms push Noodles, my big dog, out of the way as I come up to the surface
My arms stretch out to encircle her as I swim, all happy licking and splashing
My arms stretch out again, this time along the surface of the water, pulling me in long slow strokes toward the bobbing snorkel
Now my arms help me dive under the water again so I can swim under Kim and blow bubbles under him
We all come crashing to the surface in bubbles and laughing and avoiding Noodles' sharp claws
We swim to shore, my arms getting tired, but still pulling me along
As we sit in the warm mud on the shore my arms and Kim's arms entwine as Noodles gives us an impromptu mud bath
Kim spreads the warm mud on my arms and then I wipe them on Noodles
We jump back in the water, my arms losing the mud in a cloud that trails behind me
It is glorious summer and again my arms pull me down to the cool green underwater of fish and lakeweed and crawdads and muted sounds to just swim
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