A Day for Reflection
September the Eleventh is, perhaps, a better day than most for reflection. Falling on a Saturday, yesterday, it also offered one of the last fine summer days of the year. For both reasons I took MBW and the HA out into the hinterlands, into the foothills of Mt. Hood.
The original destination was Lost Lake. As the roads mapped out for us by Apple Maps and Google Maps slowly diminished to rutted gravel roads and finally terminated at a locked gate with a “Trail Closed” sign, we opted instead for Frog Lake.
Kayaking was always intended. But I’m not here to dwell on would haves, could haves, and should haves. Instead, let’s just take a moment to reflect upon a lake that’s doing its best to reflect as well. Pretty, isn’t it?
This web log is not the proper place for me to express my thoughts on the events of twenty years ago. So, I won’t. We’ve all had plenty of time to ponder, we all know what we think, and are familiar with the emotions that memories of that day bring. So, I’ll keep mine to myself. At least here, in this venue.
Instead, I’ll just offer you these pictures. And, since I’m an unabashed money grubber, let me remind you that the first two books of Semi-Autos and Sorcery are available here and here, with the third only weeks away.