I have done a lot of reading recently, but today it started to feel I'm not able to concentrate on reading any more, or writing either. I went swimming with the children just before dinner, the water was warmer than yesterday, and we didn't get any mosquito bites either.
I have noticed that I'm sore in the muscles; apparently riding the bicycle or walking in the woods requires rather different muscles than swimming. But it has been nice to be in the water, enjoying the summer.
(Posting title is from the poem Learning to swim by Bob Hicok.)
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