WHAT IS THAT? HMMM.
I received a phone call from my neighbor--a kindred soul who, like me, gets excited over things floating in the lake or flying over the lake or swimming in the lake. Actually, it doesn't take much to get our minds going anywhere anytime. Once we thought a log was a body. It wasn't, thank goodness. So when Marilee called yesterday and said, "Sally, what is that blue thing in the lake?" I grabbed my binoculars and hurried out on my deck.
I searched for a minute before I saw IT floating, and then IT changed direction and headed my way. Uh-oh. I picked up my camera and hurried down the 76 steps to the dock.
IT looked like a round blue tube, a fun water toy. But what made IT turn so abruptly? Was a fish pulling the tube? Was that a hand sticking up? My imagination took over; the theme from the movie "Jaws" played in my head. Dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun.
IT came closer, passed my dock and floated close to my other neighbor's dock. Still weird, because the current appeared to be going in the opposite direction. I managed to get a good look at IT, and discovered that IT was, indeed, a blue water toy, that the hand was a handle. I watched IT float on up to the end of the cove. Part of me was disappointed there was no mysterious story connected to IT, material I could use for the novel I'm working on.
I'm glad Marilee called to tell me about IT. We had chance to let our imaginations loose, my creative side enjoyed the ride, and I had something to blog about! But there's still the question: What made IT change direction? Dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun.
I searched for a minute before I saw IT floating, and then IT changed direction and headed my way. Uh-oh. I picked up my camera and hurried down the 76 steps to the dock.
IT looked like a round blue tube, a fun water toy. But what made IT turn so abruptly? Was a fish pulling the tube? Was that a hand sticking up? My imagination took over; the theme from the movie "Jaws" played in my head. Dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun.
IT came closer, passed my dock and floated close to my other neighbor's dock. Still weird, because the current appeared to be going in the opposite direction. I managed to get a good look at IT, and discovered that IT was, indeed, a blue water toy, that the hand was a handle. I watched IT float on up to the end of the cove. Part of me was disappointed there was no mysterious story connected to IT, material I could use for the novel I'm working on.
I'm glad Marilee called to tell me about IT. We had chance to let our imaginations loose, my creative side enjoyed the ride, and I had something to blog about! But there's still the question: What made IT change direction? Dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun.
Labels: Smith Mountain Lake, water toys