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Final Swim???

I promised it would be before I set out for the pond … the water measuring under fifty degrees. So I tell the friends that I meet as I laboriously layer the neoprene, smear the vaseline on my neck, my cheeks and forehead, … 493 more words

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An Unscheduled Mid-November Swim

I felt the outline of my arms, first the left arm and then the right, in its thin nylon shirt. They rose in turn above the water, into the force of the wind, each making a stroke to push my body forward. 593 more words

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Scheduling Happiness

It was 1987, and we were taking our first real vacation, thanks to the tremendous growth of the mutual fund into which I’d wisely poured our money. 469 more words


A Little Bit About Henry David Thoreau

“I find it wholesome to be alone the greater part of the time.  To be in company, even with the best, is soon wearisome and dissipating.  621 more words

Contemplation on Change and Acceptance

When I swam across the pond on Sunday I knew I had lost that wonderful rhythm that had carried me through all those months of summer and fall. 462 more words

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I peer through the window, moving away from where the open pane lets the rawness of the fall morning chill my skin. I squint through the tree, almost devoid of leaves, and the canopy of apartment roofs mine is wedged between, trying to see what color the sky might be. 415 more words

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