Standing along the shoreline was different. I took a deep breath as the gentle breeze blow passed me. I couldn't believe that this was my new home. It was so different from the tall buildings of the city. The water danced along my feet as the tide came in. I walked up to the dock and noticed how old it was. The boards had become worn and water logged. It would need to be replaced soon. I noted that I would have to tell my dad when he got here. Carefully, I climbed up onto the rickety dock and walked slowly on it's surface. I was amazed. Even on the farthest part of the dock, I could still see the bottom of the lake. The water was so clear. Maybe life here would be okay. I think I cou
The water was clear.