Sunday, August 18, 2013


evening light through the trees
the stillness as the sun sets
washing dishes in the lake
a toque on my head, my feet in the water
bugs skidding on the surface  of the water
fish driving tanks
traded marshmallows
longjohns for sleeping
kings in the tent
a hair braiding train
a private island
wild raspberries
an overgrown path to the privy
burning pine cones
loon calls across the lake
paddling against the wind
winding river
rock, not frog
red sand beach
pretty pebbles
crooked trees
sand in my hair
mermaids on a rock
cumulus clouds
bird yoga
a moose at the water's edge
if it's not a bear it's a squirrel