The weather is warming up gradually after the long winter. Things are greening up, and there is no sign of snow anymore. After a particularly warm day recently, we decided to take a quick trip with our kayaks. We live fairly near a river, which runs into a small lake, which empties into the big lake. We opted for putting in at the small lake, since daylight was short.
The closer we got to the big lake (beyond the break in the trees in the photo below), the more ice we saw in the water. Public Service Announcement: kayaking in ice water is decidedly cold on the bottom. One of us forgot to take along the foam cushion she usually sits on.
There was much joking about the Titanic. Not that this topic is joke-worthy; we just didn't want to end up with the same fate.
As I am getting older, I find I very seldom try new things. Partly because doing the same things over and over is easier, and partly because I fear by trying new things I might get hurt or fail in some way.
Our evening kayaking amidst the floating ice was magical. I realized it was something I'd never done before. I don't think I've ever been on the water in any boat while there was ice on the lake, much less in a small craft like a kayak.
Our little trip made me realize that I might want to try more new things, and to watch for opportunities to do something out of the ordinary. And it made me want to enjoy the ordinary things more by paying attention to them, and not just rushing through my tasks.