Being the Continuing Adventures of a Woman and her Trusty Kayak in New York Harbor, the Hudson River, and Beyond.
(with occasional political rants just to keep things lively!)
9/11/11 solo sunrise paddle, a set on Flickr.
A much more peaceful 9/11, ten years later. 15 miles, 6 hours, some moving along, some drifting in marshes, and plenty of time for quiet reflection.
Gorgeous pics. What a beautiful "church" to spend the morning in. (sorry about the junk thoughtlessly tossed into the mix, but the root of that is also something to contemplate).
No apology necessary. My favorite services, when I was a kid, were always the ones that were held outside, like the Easter morning sunrise services, or communion (with grape juice and King's Hawaiian Sweet Bread) under the shelter at the Methodist camp on the shoreline (can't remember the name, and long since sold).
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