The Blue Shallow

A ripple for every moment

The Blue Shallow. Even though everything appears to be shallow and simple, there is so much more depth. The waters of life are more dark blue than anything. Nothing is transparent. There is so much more under the surface...

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I was walking back to my parent's house from Colby Lake. I helped my mom pick out an "Easter Tree." My mom drove my car back to the house as the tree did not fit. As I walked down the street, I had this moment where I felt like Bob Cratchit, carrying a meager branch home for the family to decorate. It was a quick moment, but a genuine one.

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