here in kingston, some people call the water a lake. others think of it as the st. lawrence river. in any case, it is a generous body of welcome refreshment on these dog days of july.
carrie, who may be the closest thing in my world to a sister (she'd probably laugh to know i'd written that) is leaving kingston to start a new job in her home and native land. since we've been doing new things together for a good many years, what better way to bid her adieu than to take her for her first shore-side dip.
the pier at the water treatment plant is one of those community spots where people are pleased to share in the unsecret when they meet there. strangers like to chat about the water, and everybody smiles. the edge is about 2 meters up - high enough for good plunging, and the water is deep and safe for dives of any sort. today it was positively glorious. we swam and swam and floated and chatted, and it was good.
i am a very lucky girl indeed. a few days ago, lovely meghann bundled us into her mother's car, with lovely doggy in tow, and whisked us out of the city to gould lake. the beach was full of laughing children and the water was as warm as the day. meghann and i barely emerged; i'm sure we were mermaids.
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