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Fuschl Am See

Much of the writing I find myself recording in the little books I carry around with me is observation. Throughout my time in Europe I did my best to see people, to listen to the things that were occurring around me. One day, while my family spent some time on the lake in Austria, a particular family caught my attention and this is what I wrote once I swam back to shore:   “I am sitting on a dock in the middle of a lake; it is crystal clear, surrounded by mountains. The water is cold. The cold kind of fresh that makes you feel clean when you jump in A family of four swims up to the dock There is a dad, a mom, a daughter and a son. The kids are young. The boy yells “komm papa komm! Los geht’s!” They are giggling and all smiles. I watch them for a while wrestling and throwing each other into the water. Normally these things make me miss my dad- and while this reminded me …