i spent a couple of days for the fourth of july in pelican rapids.
i will always be a fan of all bodies of water, so inviting! their presence is almost sedative; the waves rippling and never still. it is beautiful any time of the day. i swim to be a part of it. i enjoyed it so much at the lake for so many reasons. it felt wonderful to cool off, to exhaust every muscle and breath, and calm my body after such physical exertion; it washes me clean.
water: always fair, it never discriminates yet it shows no mercy. indifferent, reflective, mysterious and constant. it makes me miss isle royal and my trip too long ago. i need my daily future to involve bodies of water. i love them for being alive. it tells me something exists beside me.
i filled my fourth of july doing what i love the most; finishing my novel the tree of red stars, cooking for friends, sitting around the fire, and forgetting about time. i felt like i was in limbo and every day was blurred into one giant weekend. i did not think much farther than the day. it was wonderful. how rare it is to have the luxury to live in the present.
i loved playing in the water, sunbathing until i'd sweat, feeling the coat of salt on my sun kissed skin, my wavy and unruly hair, and the exhaustion at the end of a long and playful day that put me in a sweet and swift slumber. i dreamed good dreams; no nightmares, no worries.
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i cannot talk about the wonders of water without quoting kate chopin's- the awakening
the voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in abysses of solitude; to lose itself in mazes of inward contemplation. the voice of the sea speaks to the soul. the touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace.
water is infinite.
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i will always be a fan of all bodies of water, so inviting! their presence is almost sedative; the waves rippling and never still. it is beautiful any time of the day. i swim to be a part of it. i enjoyed it so much at the lake for so many reasons. it felt wonderful to cool off, to exhaust every muscle and breath, and calm my body after such physical exertion; it washes me clean.
water: always fair, it never discriminates yet it shows no mercy. indifferent, reflective, mysterious and constant. it makes me miss isle royal and my trip too long ago. i need my daily future to involve bodies of water. i love them for being alive. it tells me something exists beside me.
i filled my fourth of july doing what i love the most; finishing my novel the tree of red stars, cooking for friends, sitting around the fire, and forgetting about time. i felt like i was in limbo and every day was blurred into one giant weekend. i did not think much farther than the day. it was wonderful. how rare it is to have the luxury to live in the present.
i loved playing in the water, sunbathing until i'd sweat, feeling the coat of salt on my sun kissed skin, my wavy and unruly hair, and the exhaustion at the end of a long and playful day that put me in a sweet and swift slumber. i dreamed good dreams; no nightmares, no worries.
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i cannot talk about the wonders of water without quoting kate chopin's- the awakening
the voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in abysses of solitude; to lose itself in mazes of inward contemplation. the voice of the sea speaks to the soul. the touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace.
water is infinite.
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