Nothing says summer like a stand up paddle board. Chris strapped our boards to the top of the truck this morning, and we drove down to Lake Ridge Marina for a paddle on the Occoquan Reservoir. Ah, the beauty of being a teacher on a summer weekday; I think I saw more great blue herons than people.
The water was sparkling, the sky was blue with wispy clouds, and a gentle breeze blew across the water. After paddling past the point with the big brick house I like to gawk at, we sat on our boards for a snack of oranges, salt and vinegar potato chips, and the last of the cookies I made last week.
I am so thankful for sun, water, my paddle board, and, of course, Chris, who does the heavy lifting when we take the truck.
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