until last week i thought it impossible to find such great beauty and tranquility in The Woodlands. A hollow, pointed peace of heavy duty plastic made to glide across water, a double sided oar, and a nalgene bottle full of water made my placid life full of patterns possible to be truely lived again. its nice having an escape. to escape away from fake people. on the lake, total strangers converse like best freinds within a few minutes of "hello, thats a nice looking kayak you got there". watching a family of around 6 or 7 deer graze for a good 15 minutes while sitting no further than 30 feet from the grass they were eating should be a treatment for cancer patients.
I've got my fix, i need more. Any readers own kayaks and live in the spring area let me know.
Friday, May 4, 2007
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