Lakeshore Lullaby
August 12, 2008|Comments (17)
After battling some nasty flu bug which had me paying homage to the porcelain goddess and channeling my inner college freshman, Josh kidnapped me for some lake fun with the quadrupeds (a.k.a. the four-legged furries). Since I was still fairly weak from a steady diet of half-strength Gatorade, I sat on the dock and took pictures. Just call me the pioneer paparazzi.
If this is not categorized under “simple joy” then I will… do something drastic like organize the junk drawer (which one?) or finish the aprons I started in January to give as Mother’s Day gifts. Nah.
Enter Dustin. Dustin is much happier to take brief dips in the water to cool off and then wade along the lakeshore investigating rocks or sitting on the dock just soaking in the scenery. As with any male, an attractive woman can lure him out of his comfort zone…
See?
But he is a typical male: he soon tires of the chase. The crayfish/crawdads are calling to him from under the river rock (lake rock?).
Logan doesn’t mind. With Dustin out of the picture, she has daddy all to herself.
Inevitably, Dustin and I end up on the dock watching the sun vanish into the water with the chorus of distant boats and the rhythmic lapping of the lake smacking against the dock posts. We have come such a long way together and have shared this view many times over the years. From Virginia and our travels along the east coast, then the 3,000 miles to Tacoma’s glass bridge and Lewis Lake (where Josh took us on our first full day together)… and now at a lake fed by the Chattahoochee. We traveled so far and so long without purpose or direction and somehow stumbled across a life that we love.
My Dustin-puppy. My life’s witness. My camping buddy, copilot, and partner in crime who walked beside me as I fell in love, discovered my authentic self, and transformed into someone’s wife and (soon) someone’s mother.
We need a witness to the events in our lives. The tears, romance, love, laughter, and loss… all of it, every single moment — even the ones we wish that we could forget. This person or pet is constant reminder that your life did not pass unnoticed, that you and your faults are loved, and enriches your life with simple abundance. Who is your witness?
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You have a way with words. Have I ever told you that? No? Well you do and one day you will be telling your kids some beautiful stories.
Hey Miss Lacy.
Funny, I was posting on another entry when you were posting this one. 
I love your dogs! So beautiful.
I really don’t have a person or animal that is my ‘witness’. My first thought when I read this is that Jesus is my Witness. He is the only one that stands with me/by me day after day, through all my tears, smiles, thoughts and fears. He is the Alpha and Omega, beginning and the end - my all today and forever.
I hope you are feeling better, Lacy. Could this at all be from the shots you got a while back?
Have a super Tuesday, hugs, Robin
My BFF is my life’s witness. We met in 7th grade. That was 34 years ago! (How did that happen?!) We haven’t lived in the same city for more than a few months since we graduated high school, but we have managed to maintain a wonderful relationship just the same.
I’m sorry you have been so ill. Nothing fun about a stomach flu.
That was beautiful, Lacy.
Dear Lacy’
I have to agree with “Robin”. Jesus is my witness too. What a Blessing that He has given us temporary earth bound witnesses so we may experience Some of His Greatness.
Me thinks things catch up to us to make us stop and count our Blessings more each time. What a wonderful Blessing you have in your husband and pets. I am glad you had the opportunity to have some R&R for you will soon be a force to be recond with again with His Blessing.
Keep up your great Work !!!!!!!!!
Hi beautiful lady!
What beautiful pictures! I just love your Goldens(well, I love all Goldens)!
Hope you feel better soon!
Hugs,
Yeongshe
Lacy, sorry you’ve been under the weather, glad you are on the rebound. What a lovely,relaxing afternoon. The pictures are great.
So glad you’re feeling better!
Looks like you all had a wonderful day…
Awwww! That swimming looks fun (but cold!).
No real witnesses now that even the fish are dead…
Hope you are fully recovered soon!
Just beautiful! I guess Ruby Sue is my witness!!
“Channeling my inner college freshman” - oh, my dear - I adore you for that one.
That was so lovely. I think we are kin in the way we feel about animals as I hold them in such high honor. Previous to my current 2 doggy fur babies - I had a girl cat, Einstein - for 20 years. Like your Dustin, she witnessed it ALL and moved across country with me 3 times - and was with me when I met Tony. She is gone now, but never really gone.
You’re so lovely.
Have I told you lately that you rock like KISS??? Well… you, like, totally do. We need “earth bound” witnesses. NEED. I just knew that you would get this post, my sistah. -L.R.
Im not a dog person but I have to admit this indeed looks like simple joy!
I have to agree with Robin and Marlene, Jesus is my best friend and witness, but I love the phrase Marlene used of earth bound witness. So, I would have to pick two earth bound witnesses; Margaret Anne and now Grace. Also, I, like Ann previously had a cat who saw me and my girls through a lot for 12 years. Her name was Miss Piggy, she was a Burma and she was the best cat I had ever owned. I must be the luckiest gal in the world, because I have had the best cat ever and now I have the best dog ever!
Lacy what a simply refreshing post (except for the sick part..sorry about that). Relaxing, refreshing, rejuvinating! I love goldies, and one day when I no longer live on my postage stamp, will own one or two
Hi Lacy, this was beautiful! Despite being under the weather, at least you were able to enjoy the day full of love from your WHOLE family! .. aren’t dogs just the greatest??
Beautiful post, Lacy! Not only the sun skimming off the lake, but your words as well.
My husbands dog is 14 now and we thought we were losing him this weekend. He got in a skirmish with a racoon and was very much under the weather, but has pulled out of it and is our old man again.
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