In the pursuit of repose and pleasure, one can find inspiration in the strangest of places. For me, being in the middle of a body of water virtually guarantees some soothing soul space. But be careful where you float: There are some queer birds out there!
Like these two lovebirds—flying solo together. Oh sure, their craft was mobile, even though the wings had been clipped. But when I asked where they were headed, they simply smiled and said, “Nowhere.”
And that’s exactly where they went. For at least a few hours, their odd craft just rode the breeze in the middle of the lake, as if to ask us gung-ho kayakers and frenetic skiers
What’s the big hurry? Aren’t you just going in circles?”
The loons weren’t happy about the monstrous beast. But then, they get all agitated about stand-up paddleboards too (this year’s new floating fad). A few grizzled fishermen also rolled their eyeballs.
As for me, they made my day. So I took a pic, got out of their way, and followed their example by slowing down and floating for a while.