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Today I Love That Tiny Tempest On The Bay

me jumping off the end of the dock
I do this all the time …

Today I love that tiny tempest on the bay, the rollers rolling in and the wind blustering like a slighted, self appointed community patriarch, and the spray coming over my kayak’s bows as I head into the waves and wind for my morning paddle. I love that I always paddle out into the wind so that when I rest the wind takes me back home … unless it backs around just as I turn around like it did that day last autumn when I managed to get home by cursing it good-naturedly the whole way. I love that the water is mine so long as I respect it and care for it. I love that this water is sweet and that I have no qualms about lowering my face into it and drinking from this bay. I love that I can tell that I come from aquatic genes because of my spiritual attachment to the water, in it or on it or just beside it, lying in my room listening to it run rills and trills down the creek bed on its way to be part of the bay and to brush up against my kayaks chines and skeg, as if it calls me to come and play and eventually I get my lazy bones out of my bed and put on shorts and run down to the shore line and head off yet again with my paddle blades flashing in the morning sun.

Today I love that I am fairly certain that I will have to throw myself one last time off the end of the dock this weekend, yes I know it is Monday and for most the weekend is over, but I live in a different time zone, my own, and I live well in it, accepting the joys of my life as riches that cannot be bought, and so it is the bay for me before we pack up to go home for the week.

Today I love that the barbecue has become a household adventure and we have become explorers in coming up with unusual things to cook and even in coming up with unusual ways to cook the usual fare, though some might find our ideas of adventure to be tame. I love that we are ready for next weekend in our hearts, when we take an even longer weekend and celebrate family visiting. I love that there are many things to do to be ready physically, but that whatever gets done will be enough, because it is the visiting and the celebrating that count, not the things done.

Today I love drinking coffee while I contemplate throwing myself off the dock.

Today I Love That Tiny Tempest On The Bay

Kelly Babcock

I was born in the city of Toronto in 1959, but moved when I was in my fourth year of life. I was raised and educated in a rural setting, growing up in a manner I like to refer to as free range. I live in an area where my family history stretches back 6 or more generations. I was diagnosed with ADHD at the age of 50 and have been both struggling with the new reality and using my discoveries to make my life better. I write two blogs here at Psych Central, one about having ADHD and one that is a daily positive affirmation that acts as an example of finding the good in as much of my life as I possibly can.

Find out more about me on my website: writeofway.

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Babcock, K. (2019). Today I Love That Tiny Tempest On The Bay. Psych Central. Retrieved on September 23, 2019, from


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