BE STILL...

THE OCEAN WAS LIKE GLASS as the three of us plied our kayaks through the gray-green water one midsummer morning off the coast of Maine. A good day for spotting seals.

Carey was paddling with a rowboat oar because one kayak paddle was missing. Sue and I, with our proper paddles, forged ahead toward what looked like seals' heads. Carey lagged behind, working patiently as he switched his oar from side to side. We drew near our sighting to find only seabirds. We paddled farther around the island in our quest to find seals on the other side.

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