Ah, the “Lazy Days of Summer.”
Those hazy days, sometimes hot and sometimes humid, where at times the air seems to be standing still. A look at the water allows time to stop, or at least slow down to the speed of a gentle ripple.
Days are longer, schedules are shorter and the alarm clock buttons gather dust as their owners forget about them. You wake to the sound of birds singing, wind rustling in the trees, or waves clapping against the shore.
I am always thankful for the times I get to witness the dawn of a new day. As the sun rises and it’s light reflects off the body of this beautiful wooden canoe, I’m returned to fond childhood memories of my family’s own canoe, and the many excursions it was a part of on the lakes during family vacations.
A slow and steady pace with a peaceful glide across the water. It could have taken all day to get across the lake, but that was fine by us. The longer the time spent on the water, the better. Being in the canoe surrounded by nothing but water, bathing in both the sun’s warm rays and laughter, and occasionally being splashed with water from the oars. Were we tired? You bet! But along with the exhaustion, there was excitement as we talked about where we would row the following day.
So, with those fond memories and a beautiful summer day unfolding, I take one more glance at this wooden canoe.Smiling, I take one last photo and think: “Today is going to be a wonderful day!”
By Lynda Wagner