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  • I have always loved the water. It doesn't matter what kind: stream, river, creek, pond, or lake; I have just always been drawn to it with a sense of "this is where I should be." As fellow Cowbird member, Peter Ralston, put it, water is my "querencia." So are farms, but that is another story.

    This picture was taken with my phone, so it cannot be enlarged clearly, for which I apologize. It shows you the water I am most drawn too...the "big water," as the Great Lakes are sometimes called around here. This is my favorite, Lake Superior. Even in this bad picture, you can see how clear this water is, with the sand and stones near the shoreline. I wish that you could smell the freshness of it as well. The family pictured is my step-son, Scott, his wife, Amber, and their two children, Lexi and Tucker, by Lake Superior.

    The way I was raised, on the shores of Lake Superior, is most likely the reason it feels like such a familiar and old friend; but occasionally, I imagine that it is because my spirit and its spirit are sisters.

    Every summer of my youth, the day that started sunny would be a day to spend at the beach. With a bread bag full of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and a jug of Kool-aide, and nothing on but swimsuits and towels, we would tippy-toe down the path through the woods and to the lake. We would spend the day there, with rarely any adults ever appearing. My sisters and cousins and I would play at all sorts of make believe, and relish and take joy in the water.

    No matter where I am, when the scent of a lake happens to tickle my nose, a smile immediately comes to my lips, and a fondness to my heart.
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