enjoying lovely views, sitting on the end of the pier
and this peaceful space, then whoosh two young men ride up, and with flourish camp out right next to me . . .
I heard part of the cell phone conversation of please bring me a towel, one of them had a quick swim, surprised to find out the water was much colder than it looked . . .
back to gazing. . .
these rowers made me think of Sandy, and her dragon boat feats
and the a float plane from marvelous take off to a speck in the clouds in just a whisper of time
and then there is the resting aviator
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