Lake West Point, LaGrange, Georgia. Camping at Holiday Campground brings spring to an end slowly and shifts my motoring mood into high gear. But right now I am relaxing on the shore, camera in hand, as others fish nearby. All I want to catch are shifts of light and rays of hope. Darkness comes later now. Am I ready for all the summer hours of long light? During the winter I long for the color and the warmth and the lingering light. The dip in the lake. The sound of splashing. Am I into it enough? That question might be why I got the inflatable kayak. Being on the road wasn't enough. But that's what the mind does. Always thinking about those greener pastures on the other side. But what about the blue waters that border my heart?
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