I miss water. We have rivers, streams, and waterfalls in Montana, but the expanse of a lake or sea or ocean are nonexistent (at least close by). Every morning Dad gets up and pours his coffee and just goes out to sit on the deck and look at the lake. What is it about that that just seems right? I began doing it too. Everything is so calm. Bees are buzzin', but the rest of the world hasn't gotten busy yet. I'll remember these times when I return to Montana. I'm absorbing them, right along with the vitamin D from this amazing Eastern Washington sunshine pouring down on me.
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