I really wasn't going to write here - I wanted to just get the photo in place, perhaps cool a few folks off a bit with a watery treat ... but then I realized it merits a post after all. (laughing to self: "As if anything doesn't?" )
I've lived in this location now for eight and a half years. I've been out in boats many times with Mr. Hag and though he has encouraged me to take a ride for myself sometime, I never attempted it until roughly one month ago. Oh my, what a thrill.
I cannot describe the sense of freedom I felt that very first time I dared the trip alone. Remember, I don't swim and have an itsy-baby fear of the water. It's really just a healthy regard for it. How could I fear water? I just fear me ~ IN the water. Still.
As I loosed the rope that was tethering the boat to the dock ... I floated so gently away from shore and drifted through the lily pads, past all my turtle guys and little bluegills... I looked behind me and felt almost giddy. I think I smirked - to no one. Ya ever find yourself doing that?
Anyway, it was an almost windless day and I was truly out on an adventure. I picked up the oar (just one) and sliced it into the mirror-like water dragging back on it till I felt a gentle swoosh. I noticed the shoreline gaining momentum. How cool.
And on that went until I was too far from home to feel a hundred percent comfy anymore. I rowed us back -- me and the dragonfly who perched himself on the other seat -- and tied up at the dock. I stood on the ground again and in spite of the fun time I'd had, I decided this was where my feet really belonged; mother-earth, unmoving ground, backyard lawn - Ohhhh yeah, baby.
Taurus is an earth sign and I remain true to myself, everytime. BUT ... I have also decided that this may be JUST what the doctor ordered when it comes to an exercise ... something I can handle with little upset to my fibromyalgic state ... something that my poor little deteriorating hip can handle and something that is so spiritually uplifting that I can hardly talk about it without getting goosebumps.
I've gone out every clear day since that first daring trip. It's been incredible and since I've taken to bringing my camera with me - there will be video clips of all the wildlife in the future.
(saying the next with much trepidation)
Vicodin? Kiss my ass. I got me a pond and a boat!
Till again ... WH