There were many children playing at the water's edge today in Bend, Oregon, a typical hot August summer scene repeated in countless places throughout the world. Voices glorifying merriment blended in a cacophony of laughter, squeals and exhortations. Concurrently, amidst a swirl of colorful bathing suits, towels, sand and splashing water, there sat a few little ones alone ruminating over complicated sand projects or fixed in a reflective pose, digesting possibly the meaning of hurt feelings.
Today's photo for Watery Wednesday is of a neglected toy boat, resting aground at the edge of lapping water. I assume its small barefoot owner will return soon to send the sturdy trawler off onto the river for a new perilous adventure. In the meantime, it serves as one more poignant detail in our memory of halcyon days when we were young and enlivened by the cool, gentle shore.