In the swimming hole
Some days are hot
Some days are cold
In the swimming hole …
In my early years at Takodah, swimming lessons for the youngest campers were first thing in the morning. The water was black, my lips were blue, the swimming instructor stood on the dock in her sweatshirt.
During my leader years, when I became a swimming instructor giving lessons all morning, the waterfront director mandated that instructors get in the water with their students. The water was black, my lips were blue, my towel was on the dock.
But now, as a more-than-grown-up family camper, I float in an inner tube on top of Cass Pond each afternoon in a circle with my best friends in the world. The inner tubes are black, the sky is vivid blue, our skin is warmed by bright summer sun—our hearts are full to overflowing.
Swimming, swimming …
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9 comments:
now I want to float on an inner tube in a friend circle!
When I was about 11 I spent a month at girl scout camp. We had swimming every morning,in all weather. That's where I really learned to swim. Now I do my laps in the pool and not in the Winnipesaukee! I would love to join your group as well!
Yes, you do!
Come to camp—we would LOVE to have you there!
I've added a link to the Swimming Hole song above in case you don't know it. Just want you to be ready for camp.
I confess I'm a fair-weather swimmer only. Don't like that cold stuff. But, like you, Carol, camp is where I really learned to swim.
Come join the group! First swim is Sunday afternoon : )
Ahh, inner tubes. Water cooling your behind, and sun warming your front. Just right :) Love this cool, crisp palette. Textures and movement... wonder filled :)
Clearly you've done the inner tube gig! Thanks for your reflection of cool crisp palette, textures, and movement, Sheila.
LOL :)
Sounds wonderful! I miss swimming in the clear waters of NH. Out here the water is muddy, and not knowing what could be lurking below is enough to keep me out of the water. I haven't gone for a swim in years.
No doubt there are many creatures and much muck lurking below the surface of Cass Pond as well, but it LOOKS sparkly blue—and clear for enough inches of depth to be welcoming!
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