Monday, September 17, 2012

GRAF # 12 [Place]


It's like there's diamonds floating on top of the water. The sun beams down from the east. The sky a bright blue with a few cotton ball clouds. The water is calm with only the reflection of trees to be seen. The sound of loon calls echo across the lake. The air is crisp and fresh. Every summer this is what I wake up to. I have had the pleasure of enjoying these things at my camp for 24 years now. Every year it only gets better.

1 comment:

  1. Descriptive as far as it goes, but it feels like it's cut off, incomplete, withholding the stories that would really give it life.

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