Saturday, July 2, 2011
Back on the Dock
I found the dock empty soon after my arrival at camp late afternoon, so I walked down the deck steps onto the beach and made my way over to it. Sitting in the sun, watching the waves on this breezy day, my lungs filled themselves with the mountain air. Heaven on Earth this place is to me. So powerful a spot that even in late December, when I began this blog, I easily decided upon its name, “Views From the Dock”.
My toes touched the water of my favorite lake today. The beautiful mountain, in all her glory, had waited for me to return. Back on the dock, I took in the view.