View From the Dock

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If I could be transported anywhere in the world, I would want to be sitting on our dock enjoying a partly sunny, breezy day, with the temperature around 65 degrees.  I fell in love with that spot when I first moved here.  It was where I found peace and solitude after leaving my marriage and everything I had known for most of my adult life.  I started a new journal there, I laughed there, I cried, I began a new relationship on that bench.

We are on a river that if we wanted to, we could kayak out to Lake Michigan.  It’s a narrow river, about 60 ft. across and pretty shallow.  Trees line the shore and right now they are full of new leaves.  The green is a beautiful sight after the long gray winter.  On the opposite side, about 100 feet away is a small waterfall that we can hear all year long except when it’s frozen over.  I love that sound at night with the window open.  It’s been called Slippery Rock for many years.  During the summer, the campers go there and you hear the children screaming in fear or delight as they slide down the rocks.  That’s also the prime time for groups of people tubing down the river in front of the dock.  All different kinds of people.  There are families, groups of couples with their designated beer cooler tube, and sometimes groups of teenagers.  It is people watching time, but so different than at an airport or the mall.  It’s almost intimate, catching them in private moments only meant for them.  Some of them are friendly and will talk as they float by, others won’t look at us, almost like we are interrupting.  I always have my camera with me and take pictures while I sit there.  Some people pose, others hide and then there are those who just stare at me with the, don’t even think of taking my picture, look.  The voyeuristic side of me, loves it.

About half a mile upstream is the dam that creates the lake.  When the ice is melting and the water is rushing over the dam, there is a good current.  As summer goes along and the lake level drops, the current is pretty weak.  Sometimes it looks almost glassy out there.  At this time of year you can see the bass splashing in the areas where they are making their beds.  We do fish off the dock but catch and release.  I almost feel like they are my fish.  There were a couple of guys in waders last year fishing about 20 feet from the dock.  I went out there and told them not to be catching “my” fish.  They probably thought I was crazy.  Maybe I am…

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8 thoughts on “View From the Dock

  1. Ah, The leaves emerging pale and green,
    The light seems to dance in the virescent glow
    In the midst of God’s glorious scene.
    Sit back and watch what the light can show.

    I can vicariously be there and feel the warmth of the sun and smell the fragrance of the woods and the feel of the mosquitos biting my skin.

    • My writing is bit on the dry side after reading yours but I am bit drier than you, Tryg.
      You had to add that mosquito part at the end, didn’t you?! Man, I hate them!!
      Thanks for reading and commenting!

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