All you see is the glow from the warming fire

                                     The cold night

                                    the bright moon

                                    your breath in the air

                                    Stillness

I often pull myself together in the YWCA pool, swimming laps… water therapy. I joined the Y initially to cure my fear of deep water. I can float and swim but for some reason when I try to tread water I sink to just above my nose. For months I dangled around in the deep end with a very large floaty. Then I discovered swim fins. Continue reading →