Water does that to you

Ahhh!  Last swim of the season!  Finished barn chores, hot and sweaty, anxious to swim it all off.

When I swim, in my minds eye, I am a dolphin.

In my minds eye, I am an Olympian!

In my minds eye, I am Four


High humidity, high heat, water….too much, too little and we are cranky.  Or, is that just me and my hormones talking?

Today we had a gorgeous drive along The Loyalist Parkway from Kingston to Picton.  Water flanking both sides of the road in spots; we gratefully received the strong breeze from the Bay of Quinte on the ferry over from mainland. I always feel like a kid again, when I get out of the car, to watch the waves from the deck of a ferry.

After we arrived at our accommodations at “The Claremont Inn”, we couldn’t wait to explore the picturesque town of Picton.  It was 38 degrees.  As we walked increasingly slower, block by block, our intention of exploring the town on foot, fell quickly by the wayside.   We were overly excited to find a convenience store from which to purchase water!  Wow!  You’d have thought that a divining rod was required with the thrill that find produced!  

Normally standing behind someone “cashing in” their 30 or 40 lottery tickets would have bothered us…but today, full of sweat and heat-induced fatigue, we were happy to stand in the air-conditioned store, waiting to pay for our liquid gold…Back into the car, armed with water and map, we decide to find a park, a tree and maps to work on tomorrows plan.  With any luck, and a break in the weather we will be outside tomorrow, looking first-hand at Lake Ontario and its various bays; instead of looking at them through the window of our car or the pictures in a travel guide!  Hope springs eternal:)

Water, returning home: JFK

We are privileged to live in a country with the largest fresh water resources in the world.  As well, we are flanked by the powerful duo Atlantic and Pacific Oceans and capped by the Arctic.  Like so many,  I have always been drawn to water.  I grew up on Lake Ontario, camped every summer on Moira Lake, and now live on the Maitland River which empties into Lake Huron.  Just as those from the Rocky Mountains could not imagine living anywhere else, I cannot fathom not being near water.

Some mornings the creek running behind the barns helps to create a serene mist.  
Maybe being born under the astrological sign Aquarius, symbolically the water bearer; also delivers me to a destiny predetermined by water.

I believe though that we are all born with the desire to be near water.  Patrick fishing behind our farm.

JFK said this:
I really don’t know why it is that all of us are so committed to the sea, except I think it is because in addition to the fact that the sea changes and the light changes, and ships change, it is because we all came from the sea.  We have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears.  We are tied to the ocean.  And when we go back to the sea, whether it is to sail or to watch it, we are going back from whence we came.”