**I definitely need to blog about the school gym that opened- many conflicting feelings here....
Anyway, I sort of wanted to kayak on Saturday morning, but it was REALLY cold and I was too tired from school. People in the house- ahemtheMAcough- was threatened with bad things and no breakfast if they woke me before 6:30- and yet it was a surprise to find the clock heralding almost 7 when I woke up. Why that man wakes up early on weekends is beyond me. Anywho, I just couldn't do it Saturday. So Saturday evening I loaded up the kayak and made myself get up and go- at about 6 the next morning. I had to allow enough time for coffee! There is something so wonderful and decadent about being out in a kayak on a quiet river at 7 am, watching the sunrise through the mist, while sipping a little coffee..... (I left out the part about frantically snapping photos during the high color time, changing lenses, and cameras and pulling things out and into dry bags and such...) But I like to have my moments of pleasure, so I will stick with the first part of the story. :) Actually after the initial photo rush and the mist cleared I had a fun, leisurely paddle around Smith Lake and up and down the Flambeau. I knew that the cold air and the warm water would give some good photo ops and I was not mistaken.
|This was cool- mist receding|
|If this was my dock, I'd be sitting on it every morning|
|Sculpture in the water|
Anyway, here are some of the fruits of my labors, not that it was much of a problem to get outside after being cooped up for the week.
I hope you find as much joy in these as I did.