Seeing as I missed Saturday’s 100-word topic because I was away I thought I’d go back to that, so today’s topic: Fresh
It was probably around day five on the sea kayaking trip when we reached the waterfall. We were tired and the hot weather beat down on us as we paddled, but we arrived. Our clothes and bodies were caked in salt, dirt, and food.
The waterfall’s freezing water had probably been snow covering the top of a Canadian mountain only a few hours earlier. But despite the frigid temperatures we all jumped in, thankful for salvation from the salt water we had paddled through all week. The fresh water rained down on us as we stood underneath the cleansing downpour.
I’ve got a non-1oo-word post headed your way tomorrow.