Traversing the Saint Croix River!

Hey, friends! I’ve been moving’ and shakin’ this last week. I was in a bit of a funk, which I found odd during Leo season […as a Leo myself]. I was short on creative energy and finding myself stuck with decision paralysis. Too many projects, all of them enticing, but not being able to commit to one. At @eos.detroit, we’ve been figuring out our Q3 art trajectory, waiting to hear from partners while deciding what’s best for us as a company and team. I’ve also been trying to catch up on lingering photography that I’ve still owed clients; from the quarantine sessions, mostly.

I finally emerged from the low when @roadscape, @lovejoy and some friends invited me and @vermillionfox to join them on on a canoe/kayak trip down the St. Croix river. I’ve only done something like this one other time in my life, invited by @bonni, my mom. It was a nightmare, honestly. @guthrie was terrified of dragonflies and they were everywhere. He had the closest thing to a panic attack I think a five year old is capable of, my step dad, in his 70’s, flipped his kayak, I jumped in to save him and fried my iPhone 6 in the water, all within 60 seconds or less.

This trip stared out precariously, as we all left the shelter of the pavilion. It had been raining on and off, but with a break in the weather, we thought we had it under control. We were wrong. Once we were all on the water, we were trapped in a torrential downpour that last 45 minutes. Our canoes were even taking on water and we had to stop to empty them out. Our friend Zoë managed to get me to laugh by screaming, “….this is like Apocalypse Now!”. It sucked for a while, but eventually, the clouds did begin to part.