A place for contemplation.
My dad was telling me a story about a snake he found under the dock while he was contemplating (his words). I was more fascinated (and tickled) by this contemplation business than I was the snake. You see... my parents live on a small lake and they recently had a two-tiered dock built. We use the dock to sun ourselves on the weekends, fish and watch the sunset. We use the rafters under the dock to store the kayak - and apparently my dad also uses this space to spy on fish while he contemplates. Unless a snake is disturbing his flow, that is.
Related:
• Dad Style
• Things I Learned From My Dad
• The Mean Machine
• Hello Lake House. We're Home.
Photo taken by my sister, Tara Street.
That is some kind of zen magic right there. I would take meditation lessons from your dad in a heartbeat.
I love your dad.
Rory - Ooohhh... meditation lessons from my dad. That's my next blog post.
Meghan - Me too!
Hi Kathleen! My name is Demetria Kelly and I just met your wonderful friend Jamiee. She told me that you guys have been best friends since the first grade. It's great how people can become friends and remain friends, huh? I just wanted to tell you how much I love your blog and I look forward to reading the great and wonderful things that you post. PS, way to go on Everest! Most people go their whole lives without even seeing Everest, not to mention climbing it!!! Cheers Love! Sincerely, Demetria aka The Kidd
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