June 28, 2011

(we found a place)

We kayaked into Mott's Run, where we've both been a thousand times before. As we both grew up around here, and played in these woods... "Under the trees?" So, under and then beyond we went. The dear ran away when we passed. Our boats skimmed the creek stones. We found another turtle shell for hanging above the piano with the rest... And as is usual, I ran off down the dwindling stream leaving Stephen with the boats. I'll have to come back another day... to be alone with the woods.

PS thats me in my straw hat on the right

But right now
The sky has just grown dark
And the clouds have opened up
I'd better go enjoy
The thunder

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