One day last week I went for a paddle-boat ride with some friends. I sat in the back and took pictures of what it was like to be on the back end of the boat--an unusual spot for me. The water was sparkling and the loons were friendly. Often they seem very relaxed with people on the lake, sometimes coming very close to shore to greet me when I am on my dock.
The big rock sits out in the lake and seems to guard my house. Sometimes children climb up it and jump off. I would prefer they didn't.
