Picture A Suzy With Kayaking Eyes

From the words of a worst selling book I quote :-

"My kayak glided effortlessly on the windless, smooth-topped lake. My mind was dimly aware of the hilly mass ahead and with no conscious decision I headed for the island of Hiidenvouri. The feeling of waking up when travelling on the wild side is a jolt, at first, to the "me" that we all carry on our shoulders in everyday life. The wilderness has begun to work its wonders on us. Then slowly becomes a metamorphosis with each and hesitant step forwards until it is necessary and right to stop and rest awhile on the nearest calm, soft patch or rock. A change has taken place on our outlook on Life. The wilderness is now less "outside" and much more a feeling.

A sensual sort of awareness sweetly seeps into your mind. Answers come along to long lost questions of childhood. Something has been found that before was lost, hidden, in the maze of uncertainty that is spoilt by habit. Our new-found confidence shows itself in friendly interest and amazement. You see.

A squirral still on a branch sees you and you realise that he realises. He need not be frightened this time. Your heart beats with a solid quickness that can only lead to song as your body wishes to flow with the seagull wind. You are young. Even the left-behind city becomes quite natural and fitting, like spider's web of design and labour, woven by human hands to an artist's will.

The tables have been turned and the city dustbins make music in the wind. Nature has taken you by the hand and led you through your first day at school. It matters not a drop that you get wet boots as you skip over the stoney stream. You are balance itself at play. You laugh and sing and your mind knows nothing and wishes nothing to prevent it."

A Xmas present to our SuzyQ.