Sunday, August 24, 2008
"Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul."
Spouse and I depart tomorrow morning for our week-long adventure. Before we arrive at the home of my relative in Michigan- one I have not met with for many years- we will make a slight stop at Niagara Falls.
Poor Mater, who heard about our trip in precisely that order and who has long wished to visit both the relative and the waterfall, lamented softly about our seeing the former. She wished me a happy family visit in her brave and noble way.
I made it worse by adding the bit about Niagara Falls, but I could hardly help it: Mater prefers to know my whereabouts and my attire at all times and I was obliged to update her on my imminent trip. Regarding the aforementioned attire, on this occasion she would greatly like to be assured that I would be dressed not only in my usual sunhat and sunglasses and sunblock, but a secure lifejacket as well.
Have no fear, Mater. Our neighbourhood waterfall- a mere droplet compared to the great Niagara- causes my stomach to churn about in most unsettling ways and I shall not venture, once we reach Niagara Falls, to closely examine the water's temperature, velocity, or capacity to instill fear.
I will, on the other hand, remember to commit the entire scene to memory, to inhale the mighty spray and to marvel at the astonishing fact that once more I get to plant my feet firmly on land I had only dreamed of experiencing.
I will be safe, but I will also be glad.
Posted by Phyllis Hunt McGowan at 10:44 AM