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“My 365” October 25, 2010

October 26, 2010
October 25, 2010

October 25, 2010 -- stories

October 25, 2010. 5:55pm PST. ISO 100. Shutter 0.1. Aperture f/8.0. Manual exposure, no flash.

The full moon bright on the water. The cool, crisp autumn air, the warmth of the light from the boat. Women’s bright, tinkly laughter floats out across the water, accompanied by a man’s deep guffaw. Music pours forth from a radio, a few couples dance.

The boat is pulled out from the dock and down the lake a little bit. Still now in the water, the sense of motion provided by the lives of the people on board. Here and there, small tensions between couples, quickly smoothed over in the microscope of ‘polite company’. Small cocktail napkins handed out, lovingly made at some point embroidered with waterfowl, now accompanied by martinis with olives. Bright red lipstick on the rim of the glass, men smoking cigars at the stern. The last elite party of the season at ‘the lake’. Winter right around the corner. Already the women carry fur wraps – the chill air too much for the bare shoulders in cocktail dresses.

Then late, late at night, my grandpa moves the ‘Shirley Mae’ back to the dock. My grandma thanks each guest for coming, her quick, bird-like motions collecting each guest’s items so as not to be forgotten here through the winter.

–is this how it was? I don’t know. This is how it is in my imagination-

xo

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2 comments

  1. I think it was that way !


  2. Excellent, Torie! Completely absorbing. I was *there*. I also like the way the picture illustrates the story. Very good hands!



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