Beach and Pool

Fishing on Cocoa Beach

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Happily, some things don't change. I love water. My first certain memory is sitting with my mother at the Forebay in my hometown of Temiscaming, Quebec, sitting on a rock with the water from the reservoir running over my feet. I couldn't have been much older than two, and many of my best memories since then are of lakes, rivers, oceans, swimming pools ...

This morning we walked over to the beach, where the tide was almost low. The waves were so inviting that I couldn't resist them, even though I wondered if my balance -- somewhat compromised by multiple sclerosis (MS) -- was good enough. I guess it was. I waded in the water and was soon followed by other people who might have been wondering if they should go into the surf. The water was just cool enough to be refreshing.

After about 90 minutes, Bob and I went over to our pool for a swim. It was lunchtime and the pool area was relatively empty. A perfect morning.