Kirk... this will fix you! Let me tell you about "my" morning paddle today. After a fantastic night's sleep with the sweetest of sweet dreams, I awoke with the French doors open to the yard, and the white silk curtains gently moving in the clean, crisp breeze. In the yard, just a few feet from the bedroom, lay a fawn, watching me rise, and gently twitching it's ears as if to great me. The birds sang for me a melody, as I rose. I noticed that my wife was missing. Then, as if by cue, the bedroom door opened, and there she was, holding a tray with a breakfast fit for a king. I sat back down on the bed to eat my feast, kept company by a few small squirrels and Cardinals that perched on the bed posts to watch over me. Once breakfast was over, I put on some cloths and walked down the hall to return the tray to the kitchen. A movement caught my eye thru the window. Upon investigation, I realized that my wife was putting my boat up on the truck rack. I went out into the yard, and said "Honey, what are you doing, I have to go to work today". "No, you don't" was her reply. "Your boss called, and since you are such a fantastic employee, he's giving you a free day to enjoy as you see fit. I thought you'd probably like to go for a paddle". She took the tray from my hands, kissed my cheek, and said "Everything is ready, and there are snacks in the cooler. Don't rush back, but when you return, I'll give you a nice massage and then you can nap in the hammock until Dinner. I'm cooking steaks for you." Well, I couldn't bear the thought of disappointing her, so I climbed into the truck and began my drive to the put-in. Not a single car on the road, and I hit all the green lights. WOW - how often does that happen at rush hour! At the put-in, I was a little disappointed that I had missed the sunrise, and muttered the fact to myself. Moments later, the sky started getting dark, and I was afraid that I'd be rained out, but then I noticed stars in the sky. "What's this?" I mumbled to myself. "It's like time is rolling backwards, and it's daybreak again". "It is", came a sultry voice from behind me. I quickly turned around, and saw two Mermaids emerging from the water. "We heard you say that you wished you could have seen the sunrise, and so, we asked King Neptune if he would convince his friend the Sun to roll back in time so that you could have your wish." Stunned, I just stood there. The pair of Mermaids came closer, each one taking me by the hand, and helping me into my boat. As I launched, they returned to the water, bidding me farewell. "Fear not", they said. "For we will be your guides, and no harm shall befall you." I paddled about a mile out into the glassy Atlantic Ocean, and watched the sun come up in the east. What a glorious spectacle of colors it was! Nothing before had ever been seen by mortal eyes. But, alas, I wasn't alone. All around me were the dolphin, jumping for joy and frolicking beside the boat. I lingered, and joined them in their childish games, all the while losing track of time and space. And suddenly, I became afraid. My mouth was silent, but my mind was frantic. I can not see land, and I have left my compass on the shore. How will I ever find my way home! The Mermaids, reading my mind, reappeared, each one on either side of my cockpit. As they placed their hands on my arm, they said "Fear not. We will guide you back to wince you came". And they gracefully moved to the bow, each one taking hold of the toggle, and effortlessly swam me back to the put-in. "Will I ever see you again", I asked as the bow rolled up on shore. "Perhaps", they said. "But remember - though your eyes may not see us, we will always be with you." And they effortlessly swam away, repeating "Bye, bye..... bye, bye...." until they submerged into the pristine waters. As I pulled into the driveway, the kids were ready and waiting to take down the boat, wash all the gear, and stow it all away. My wife handed me a fresh, made from scratch, Mint Julip. With a smile, she took me by the hand and silently led me into the house, down the hall and towards the bedroom. "I've been waiting for you", she said. "There's something else I have for you before you begin your afternoon nap". Ahhh... opps... that part isn't about paddling and probably shouldn't be posted here. You can just imagine my embarrassment for even mentioning it!!!!! So, there you are, Kirk. Oh, and in case you were wondering, it's all 100% true... HONEST! REALLY! YOU CAN TRUST ME! :-) Rick *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************
----- Original Message ----- From: <Rick.Sylvia_at_ferguson.com> > My wife handed me a fresh, made from scratch, Mint Julip. > Rick You have a still in your yard? Cool. But I think you better lay off a bit. Or learn to share.....And I want photos of them there mermaids.... Jim et al *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************
Great tale Rick. Fantastic literature. Thanks, Best Regards Rafael el cayucochief Mexico *************************************************************************** PaddleWise Paddling Mailing List - Any opinions or suggestions expressed here are solely those of the writer(s). You must assume the entire responsibility for reliance upon them. All postings copyright the author. Submissions: PaddleWise_at_PaddleWise.net Subscriptions: PaddleWise-request_at_PaddleWise.net Website: http://www.paddlewise.net/ ***************************************************************************
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