roads filled with cars
topped with kayaks, canoes, rafts
seeking water
going upstream
on a streak of hot summer days
looking like soldiers off to do battle
armed with water toys and sunscreen.
—
“as one goes through life,
one learns that if you don’t paddle your own canoe,
you don’t move.”
-katherine hepburn
after
a lot, a lot, a lot
of rain
the river rose high
up and over
paths washed out
nice to intersect
where the land met the water
with this very happy dad
following his wife and son
in kayaks
making their way
through what was very recently
a grassy playground
on island park
paddling through to the river
“ever think you’d find yourself paddling here?”
“no, but i’m so, so happy that i am!”
—
“celebrate the success of others. high tide floats all ships.”
-susan elizabeth phillips
on the edge of the atlantic ocean
such an easy place to ponder and wander
—
“the mind has no existence by itself;
it is only the glitter of the sun on the surface of the waters.”
– d.h. lawrence
—
wells beach, atlantic ocean, wells, maine – august 2019
