A bloggy place to think out loud. "Here's my heart, O take and seal it, seal it for thy courts above." (Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing, v. 3)
25 June 2010
on the lake
Life at the lake takes on a slower pace...
Hot black coffee in hand,
eggs cooked on the grill.
The view from that kitchen far exceeds the ordinary.
Geese swim by, birds soar lazily over the water.
The park begins to stir.
Golf carts zip by. (when did people stop walking?)
Ladies wipe the morning dew off of picnic tables and benches.
Men uncover boats, ready to head out of the docks.
The skies clear, the breeze gentle.
Another day at the lake.
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Now that sounds like relaxation to me!!
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