Finally got out in the canoe. Collected a bunch of rocks per usual. Said hi to my massive tree friend in the forest. Watched my child wage war on fish that had the audacity to get near them. The fish came back with friends. Realized how much I dislike 99% of power boat people. Slipped and fell hard on my hip/thigh on mossy rocks in the river. Remembering how not graceful I am. Now laying in bed because I’m worn out.

^me drying my pants on the drive home after the slipping and falling into the river incident.