June 23, 2026
Lakes, Ducks and Getting Lost
We left the town of Oban
and stopped at Gretna Green,
Years ago, young people in England,
instead of getting permission
from their parents as was the law,
eloped across the border in Scotland
where the legal age was sixteen.
Still today, people get married in Gretna Green,
and statues around commemorate romantic
love.
We settled in a hotel in Keswick England
then
walked through the town to the lake.
Gathered on the ground-brown beach and
brick walk,
flocked greedy ducks and geese awaiting
handouts
from friendly Lake District tourists.
The evening sun rays and a bit of blue sky
peeked through billowy gray and white
clouds.
The hungry birds squawked and quacked.
I stared wistfully at the little rowboats,
but I was outvoted. Maybe next time.
On the way back, my travel friend and I
shopped
and got lost until an English gentleman
stopped his hedge trimming and gave us
directions.
Later we walked a country path
admiring the fields, trees, setting sun
and distant mountains.
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