Emmett's World

It’s Labor Day weekend. I have the privilege of a night at the Anderson Camp on Willsboro Point on Lake Champlain. I watch the skies, because that’s what I do these days - beautiful skies - each day seems different - each day invites interpretation. I see a glimpse of Emmett’s World, as I lightly swing on the hammock, eying him paddle his kayak back and forth in front of the property. I wonder what is going through his mind. What he feels. I know he loves to paddle. It’s his world at the moment. Also, my world - looking at the big picture. Being almost seventy years his elder I am sure we see the same differently - all one with nature. I wonder. I see. I feel. I am grateful.

Emmett’s world

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