I saw this boat one evening near the summer palace of a long-dead king who as a prince spent the happiest days of his life there. It was a dreamy landscape in the park and by the lake, a place for reflection, not action. I sat in the young grass and gazed at the boat; there was no lock on it and noone in sight. I could easily have “borrowed” it. But though I love boats and being on the water, I had no urge. My thoughts alone went for that boat ride, and it was enough. The way it lay there peacefully among the whispering reeds, accompanied by the occasional Plop of a jumping fish, pointing quietly and hopefully toward several possibilities and a promising sky, I travelled in it in my mind and joyfully and unseen went everywhere at once.
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Patty,
You do take wonderful pictures! This one is very lovely to look at. I fully agree with you, very dreamy scene, and your description of it is lovely too.
I like this picture a lot. The colors are beautiful!