Perfect

It would be better to be cool
It’s not time to be open just yet
A lesson once learned is so hard to forget
Be still my beating heart – sting
Spent the evening recently out paddling on a local wetland. It was, well, perfect. Sometimes everything just comes together. Perfect weather, perfect sunset, perfect clouds, perfect wildlife, perfect everything. You don’t get those moments very often. I guess it’s a good thing you don’t because it keeps you striving for more. It’s the striving that’s important of course. That’s true in anything in life. You just won’t get a lot of “perfect” moments if you aren’t working hard in the background to achieve them. That’s always been a point I’ve found hard to drive home to others sometimes. There’s a lot of work behind most everything good. While I think there is a reason for everything, I also think fate needs a good kick in the pants occasionally! Nothing is given, but sure sometimes you get lucky. Most of the time, that grumpy old man is right, you work hard for everything you get. Even a perfect paddle just as the sun sets. Did I mention that the marsh was drying out and really, really SMELLY!? Perfect, indeed.
