|Susan enjoys the majesty of Tinker Mountain overlooking the Cove.|
|Cel-e-brate good times, come on!|
When my friend Susan climbs into her kayak, you can almost see a week's worth of living soften, become liquid and melt away with a satisfied smile.
The soothing effect of the mountains forming a large, cradling bowl, and the splash of a large bass just off the bow of the canoe is tangible and the result immediate.
Today, Mother's Day, I will celebrate Mom with a walk in the woods. She would have liked that.
|This pretty young doe was curious about our kayaks.|
|Susan investigating one of the many coves.|