Waved off Grand Bend, ON July 2012 Click here for more "on the water" Thematic |
Of course, the next morning, we'd open up and some kid (always a kid) would inevitably dive in and turn the glassy surface back into frenetic, molecular chaos.
Great Lakes - this one's Huron - don't subscribe to the same notions as swimming pools nestled behind local community centres. There are always waves here no matter how few swimmers are in the water (I blame the ducks, but that's a story for another day.) That doesn't mean I still don't stand off to the side and watch the inevitable, never-ending ebb and flow. It's strangely calming, and the textures in this deliberately underexposed shot serve as a reminder that personal touchstones exist everywhere, even hundreds of kilometers and decades apart from where the memories were first formed.
Your turn: a long-ago memory involving water. Please discuss.
As i recall it, my parents realised that four lively children would always be amused if our days out involved water: Lakes, rivers, streams...the seaside.
ReplyDeleteSkimming stones, paddling in rivers, daming or diverting streams. Lovely days spent by the sea.
And judging by recent grandchild photos the happy days continue....