Not Like Winter

Christmas Day and today both warmed above 70 degrees. Another coming midweek. I’ve lost count, but that’s more than I remember in my lifetime.

While T napped and read on the porch swing, Doug and Jenn and I took the kayaks to Hatton Ferry and floated down the James for a few hours.  

  Saw one jonboat in the distance, briefly; otherwise, we had the river to ourselves all day long.  

  Not natural, but glorious even so.  

Autumn Paddling with T

 

Another one to save for the dark and cold of winter.

Paddling on a late fall day, just before all the leaves drop and the trees are bare. Becoming an annual must do. Fixes so many things.