a late summers day at low tide on the Columbia
wading through shallow, warm water
from sandbar to sandbar
barefoot beachcombing
on shores of temporary islands
the joy of ambling
through a pathless terrain
on legs that still hold strength
reunited to childhood joys
infinite shapes on land and water
tracks and treasures tell their stories
kindling the imagination . . .
playing till the light fades
and turns the waters golden
what a full, good day!
