A place for contemplation.

April 30, 2012

Contemplation

My dad was telling me a story about a snake he found under the dock while he was contemplating (his words). I was more fascinated (and tickled) by this contemplation business than I was the snake. You see… my parents live on a small lake and they recently had a two-tiered dock built. We use the dock to sun ourselves on the weekends, fish and watch the sunset. We use the rafters under the dock to store the kayak – and apparently my dad also uses this space to spy on fish while he contemplates. Unless a snake is disturbing his flow, that is.

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Photo taken by my sister, Tara Street.

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