If the waves were larger, if the temperature was higher, if the wind would lie down I’d get in the water. Or so I tell myself.
We even saw paddle boards, yesterday, at the L.L. Bean mothership, where I went to buy boots but left with a bright blue non-spill mug with LL Bean stamped on the side. I’ll curl up with it this winter watching waves while wondering just how cold it would be in Portland. I might even ask my iPhone.
Outside L. L. Bean, in the breeze, I couldn’t pull my hands from the warmth of my flannel lined pockets to touch any one of the boards on display. But today, while Donna stretched herself back together at Portland Power Yoga, I started a post from the Speckled Ax and felt like I’d come full circle and don’t really know why. A double cappuccino and salted chocolate donut can do that.