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Jun. 27th, 2009 09:56 pmHaving picking up a cheap paddle and life vest at Gander Mountain this morning, I took the raft to the Lake Michigan shore again. Wind was higher today and the waves were too intimidating. I wasn't going to be put off though, so I drove instead to the inland, artificial, and vastly smaller, Lake Andrea.
It was much fun. I toodled around in the water near shore as I got a feel for things. Then I paddled out and around a couple of the floating platforms on the lake. I was aware of the severe thunderstorm watch in effect (I heard on the radio as I was driving up and a lifeguard told me too as I was blowing up the boat) and kept an eye on weather, but it stayed peaceful and very mildly windy the whole time. After an hour or so of paddling around, I stopped a ways out from shore and laid back in the raft.
I looked up and stared at the expanse of mottled blue for ten minutes or so, seeing nothing but clouds in open air, and ghost fringes of waves and trees at the periphery of my vision. It was peaceful, and reminded me of riding in![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
posicat's convertible up the Lake Michigan shore, leaning my head back and looking up at a sky so bright it hurt my eyes.
I thought about a Xanth book where a giant talked about how the sky was his father's eye, looking down on him. I really felt like I could just reach out and touch the sky, or talk to it. I tried, but it didn't say much back. It was oddly soothing anyway. I want to go out in my raft again soon.
I've spent some time with my mate and my brother today too, along with my mom and grandparents who happened to be up from Illinois to co-sign on my brothers' loan. When I called my parents' house in the morning, I was told that all three of them were out at my mom's field, so I dropped in on them there on my way to Gander Mountain. It was good to see them again, and I look forward to seeing the whole extended family over next weekend.
Her plants are looking really good. I realy ought to go and photograph all the rows of tomatoes and beans and potatoes and stuff some time.
It was much fun. I toodled around in the water near shore as I got a feel for things. Then I paddled out and around a couple of the floating platforms on the lake. I was aware of the severe thunderstorm watch in effect (I heard on the radio as I was driving up and a lifeguard told me too as I was blowing up the boat) and kept an eye on weather, but it stayed peaceful and very mildly windy the whole time. After an hour or so of paddling around, I stopped a ways out from shore and laid back in the raft.
I looked up and stared at the expanse of mottled blue for ten minutes or so, seeing nothing but clouds in open air, and ghost fringes of waves and trees at the periphery of my vision. It was peaceful, and reminded me of riding in
posicat's convertible up the Lake Michigan shore, leaning my head back and looking up at a sky so bright it hurt my eyes. I thought about a Xanth book where a giant talked about how the sky was his father's eye, looking down on him. I really felt like I could just reach out and touch the sky, or talk to it. I tried, but it didn't say much back. It was oddly soothing anyway. I want to go out in my raft again soon.
I've spent some time with my mate and my brother today too, along with my mom and grandparents who happened to be up from Illinois to co-sign on my brothers' loan. When I called my parents' house in the morning, I was told that all three of them were out at my mom's field, so I dropped in on them there on my way to Gander Mountain. It was good to see them again, and I look forward to seeing the whole extended family over next weekend.
Her plants are looking really good. I realy ought to go and photograph all the rows of tomatoes and beans and potatoes and stuff some time.
