Kintla is a lake, not a sea. But it’s a sea for me, if I want it to be.
Mr. Moose and I paddled to the end of the sea and back, about ten miles.
We know there’s fish in there, but we didn’t catch any.
Heading back, into the wind, it felt like paddling against the sea.
The sparkling sea of Kintla.
A perfect day, canoeing the sea of Kintla.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Sea.