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There is NOTHING–absolutely nothing–half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.    Kenneth Grahame

My Favorite excerpt from Wind in the Willows

The Rat said nothing, but stooped and unfastened a rope and hauled on it; then lightly stepped into a little boat which the Mole had not observed. It was painted blue outside and white within, and was just the size for two animals; and the Mole’s whole heart went out to it at once, even though he did not yet fully understand its uses.

The Rat sculled smartly across and made fast. Then he held up his forepaw as the Mole stepped gingerly down. `Lean on that!’ he said. `Now then, step lively!’ and the Mole to his surprise and rapture found himself actually seated in the stern of a real boat.

`This has been a wonderful day!’ said he, as the Rat shoved off and took to the sculls again. `Do you know, I`ve never been in a boat before in all my life.’

`What?’ cried the Rat, open-mouthed: `Never been in a–you never–well I–what have you been doing, then?’

`Is it so nice as all that?’ asked the Mole shyly, though he was quite prepared to believe it as he leant back in his seat and surveyed the cushions, the oars, the rowlocks, and all the fascinating fittings, and felt the boat sway lightly under him.

`Nice? It’s the ONLY thing,’ said the Water Rat solemnly, as he leant forward for his stroke. `Believe me, my young friend, there is NOTHING–absolutely nothing–half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats. Simply messing,’ he went on dreamily: `messing–about–in–boats; messing—-’

`Look ahead, Rat!’ cried the Mole suddenly.

It was too late. The boat struck the bank full tilt. The dreamer, the joyous oarsman, lay on his back at the bottom of the boat, his heels in the air.

`–about in boats–or WITH boats,’ the Rat went on composedly, picking himself up with a pleasant laugh. `In or out of ‘em, it doesn’t matter. Nothing seems really to matter, that’s the charm of it. Whether you get away, or whether you don’t; whether you arrive at your destination or whether you reach somewhere else, or whether you never get anywhere at all, you’re always busy, and you never do anything in particular; and when you’ve done it there’s always something else to do, and you can do it if you like, but you’d much better not. Look here! If you’ve really nothing else on hand this morning, supposing we drop down the river together, and have a long day of it?’

The Mole waggled his toes from sheer happiness, spread his chest with a sigh of full contentment, and leaned back blissfully into the soft cushions. `WHAT a day I’m having!’ he said. `Let us start at once!’

Toni 7/13/13

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10 thoughts on “Weekly Photo Challenge: The Golden Hour

  1. BTW, love your cover photo. I have a penchant for fountain pens. I bought one When in Venice. You actually have to dip it in the ink to write…ahhh so cool. Thanks for the beautiful choice of photos for this weeks photo challenge.

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    1. I loved that book almost as much as the Frog and Toad series I read with my kids. Arnold Lobel knows about love and friendship. He missed most of second grade, started drawing to pass the time and giving his animal sketches to other kids. He said that Frog and toad are his two selves, lots of life lessons here for all ages.
      Toni

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  2. Ah! A kindred spirit! You’ve made my day with my favorite quote from the book! I have always loved that passage from Wind in the Willows. I own a 10 foot kayak. It goes with me on all my travels. Love the photo! Annie

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