Monday, March 31, 2014

Goose Island State Park

 

 

 

 

 

I’m reminded of an exchange we had with some people here years ago when we were first full-timing.  There is a canal-home neighborhood adjacent to the park.  We were paddling the kayaks through it at sunset.  There were some people out on an open-air deck, having a glass of wine, watching the sunset.  We exchanged waves.  A conversation ensued.  We admired how nice it must be to have a spot like that to sit and watch the sunset every night.  They admired how nice it must be to have a house that goes anywhere and kayaks you can paddle around in the evening watching the sunset.

 

 

 

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