....was spent paddling up the Econfina Creek in my hubby's old yeller canoe (my sweet single sitter Wanona, couldn't come on this trip, no room on the truck, gotta get racks!). Lazily we searched for the flowing springs, so incredible..... except for the trash. Bastard people!! We cleaned up what we could, filled the front of the boat with broken glass, rusty cans, and sundry pieces of people filth. Many long breaths of anger were taken, yet we still had a blast. My little bean showed great bravery, diving 9 feet down into the gaping spring's mouth, over and over. Me, "the swimmer", too irrationally scared to try. The feeling of being grabbed and yanked down by crazed alligators or sharks or undiscovered monsters is just too overwhelming, but not for the bean. She's 7 now, full of muster, strength, and laugher. Hubby and I turned up the speed on the way back down the river. Bean squeals were heard for miles, I am sure. Then she got to practice, my one day paddle partner, she's got potential.
Over all it was great, but the trash pissed her off too. I definitely see a community service project in the making! Love that homeschooling freedom! Happy day of birth my bean. I'm so glad I'm not on treatment anymore.
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Ms. Ample- I, too, have that exact same feeling about a creature of the deep coming up to grab me and drag me down. Sinkholes scare the bejesus out of me. Who knows what sort of prehistoric monsters live in their depths?
Too much imagination. Good for art, bad for comfortable swimming.
Sounds like a lovely day except for the trash. Why DO people do that? We are a trashy species, aren't we? Hard to be compassionate about that one.
I've never understood people's compulsion to trash nature (or anywhere else, for that matter). The characters in Mindwalk (one of my fave movies) speculate that it might be laziness, poor toilet training, or the fault of the scientists who developed the a-bomb, thereby rendering the entire world a disposable entity. Sad, regardless of the explanation. Props to you guys for making to effort to clean up a little corner of the world (I've done that myself, and felt great... but also a little frustrated by the futility of it all).
Happy Birthday to your Bean! I hope she gets to live in a world somewhat tidier than the one we've been handed.
Chris
Hey ! it's Chris! Long time to see:)
"Mindwalk" gonna have to check that one out. Never thought of poor toilet training or the a-bomb (there's a ring of truth somewhere in there). It is twisted, much more than laziness I think. Bizarre that's for sure. But we'll be back, that little piece of planet needs some care.
Ms Moon - Really? you have that feeling too? People look at me like I'm crazy (or worse: wimpy) when I describe that being pulled under fear! Prehistoric monsters! That's just what it feels like!! Who knows what could be down there! I'm telling ya - there has got to be some genetic memory in that feeling. It's just too real!
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