The View from Near and Far
Sydney, Australia. I love that opera house too.
This is the Clove Lakes Boat Rental. I'd know it anywheres.
I have a hard time looking at a rowboat these days. You see, back in the late-sixties our whole family used to go to a place called Glenbrook Farms. It was in the Catskill Mountains. It was simple, clean, and family orientated. I was very very young and my sister asked me to go for a boat ride. I loved my sister at the time, so off I went. And then, OFF I WENT!! As we were leaving the dock, she got this funny look on her face and hissed, "Fair weather, Big Boy. Now I'm gonna go and eat your share of the family-style breakfast." Needless to say I've never been the same around boats, or breakfast. It was about that time that people stopped going to the Catskills.
Mr. Lamb's Addendum: It may not be clear from the initial post, but Mr. Lamb was gruffly shoved out into the watery vast of a deepwater lake. The only thing in the boat was Mr. Lamb: no oars, no life vest, no safety flares. Just Mr. Lamb, and a pair of sneakers. Thank you, Reporter
This photograph reminds me of that film with Marlo Thomas and her father from Brewster, NY, That Golden Pond. What a film, a little bit sad but a must-see for Paul Newman fans.
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