Wednesday, August 19, 2015

"Mine are the night and morning, 
The pits of air, the gulf of space, 
The sportive sun, the gibbous moon, 
The innumerable days."

from Song of Nature
by Emerson




On today's canoe trip eagle or osprey we are not sure?

It was big. Very Big. Roc?

"Our paddles keen and bright, 
Flashing like silver; 
Swift as the wild goose flight, 
Dip, dip, and swing.

Dip, dip, and swing them back, 
Flashing like silver; 
Swift as the wild goose flight, 
Dip, dip and swing."

The Paddle Song



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