I can hear the heartbeat of the river rising and falling...It is a perfect line of large haystack waves, no obstacles and I have a sense of freedom, when the rivers roar diminishes; my senses begin to sharpen and I open my eyes coming to the realization that it has been a dream. My disappointment recedes and gives way to a sense of satisfaction as visions of the night before flash across the canvas of my memories. The cas...

An expectant breeze is refreshing the hot morning sun; whispering through virgin pines that cradle a small emerald lake. You are wrapped in your towel having come up from a swim, and are sitting on the large flat rock overlooking the water. Two loons are swimming towards one another on the glass like surface, and when they meet, they turn gracefully, as synchronized swimmers do, away from you, side by side. I walk up behi...