. . I’ll ride father than I should, harder than I could just to meet you there. . . ” – Beck

Today I was buried in work most of the day but occasionally email from my paddling friends would come in with the frequency of rain drops on the window just before the storm. Finally I broke off around 3pm to soak myself in summer paddling fantasies. So here I am staring at a picture of Leland Harbor (MI) under an impending storm, listening to Beck and thinking of rain, spring, waves, wind, kayaking. . . . Beautiful.

Soon enough many of the “sigs” and “emoticons” will become weathered, tanned smiling faces rising and falling on water just feet away. Fonts will become voices rising over the waves talking about something and nothing without a double space to separate their content. Soon we will all be on the water again. We will again remember why we love the sea. . .

-dm

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