Yup. I did.
When I was a child, swimming underwater- was for me- the bee’s knees.
I was lucky enough to have cousins who had a camp on Lake Ontario and spent hours of time submerged.
Immersed I navigated the underworld of seaweed, sand, the pull of the tide, and the watery quiet, the unique coloration's. I let the tide move me and sometimes had to fight the current.Read More