Once, in the heady, early days of falling in love, we paddled this same water and joyfully plucked up the pristine ivory blossom of a water lily. Delighted, we basked in the beauty of the flower, of the day, of our lives unfolding petal by petal in each other’s gaze.
It was only later that we realized we’d broken the law, led astray by our ardent desire to possess the beloved. Ah, well. Call it a crime of passion. We have since learned to admire from afar. At least, where lilies are concerned.
water lily
avant garden 365 
A beautiful picture with so many memories at the cabin and along the channels. It is like they guarded the shores of the channels with their beauty.
Dianne
The picture is so elegant, serene, pure and then the commentary, witty, wordy and kind of ironic, that they could be coming from the same situation. I really like that flower too, and wanted to pick one.