so, we're not going on the kayak trip with the DNPS after all. talked to them last night, and it was going to be four solid hours in a kayak, all the way down to barker's landing. not something i can do with the arthritis in my hips. i'd become fused to the kayak, never able to get out of it. they'd have to portage the kayak back to the put-in with me in it. especially since the four kayak hours would have been preceded by an hour in the truck driving up there. TOO much sitting down.
so, instead we're enjoying the beautiful cool morning, windows open, no AC going, hearing the yard chorus enjoying the beautiful cool morning. and planning to go on a less ambitious kayak trip of our own. down to assateague, into the tidal marshes where we have been intending to kayak ever since we've been here. let me say again what a beautiful morning this is. and i'm not bored of saying it yet. all summer we've had rain, or sodden humid heat, or thunder and lightning. nothing that entices one to go outdoors and recreate. this is a morning for bursting into the air and light and doing the dance of rejoicing.
so why the hell am i inside writing in my journal, you may well ask. because i have become addicted to reading the news before i get into a day, and to reading a few of my favorite commentors on the news. finally finding some comments on the democratic debate in albuquerque, a very good piece by Joan Walsh in salon.com. i totally agree with her assessment of the candidates who voted for a war resolution and now want to appear entirely blameless. they need to be held accountable. if they didn't know there was no post-war plan, why didn't they know? joan walsh knew it would turn into a debacle. i knew it, many of my friends and relatives knew it. lots of people in this country and all around the world knew it. congress has no excuse.
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