As The Lake Churns: Gaudy Colors Subliminate Lake

Whatever happened to sandcastles? A couple of kids, a bucket, and a shovel and the works of art would emerge from the sand. Imagination blossomed … sticks became cannons on the wall. White rocks adorned the walls and experimentation found just the right channel to let the lake waves fill the moat. Not too many sandcastles any more. It is hard to even find the sand because parents are blanketing beautiful sand beaches with brightly colored plastic floating space capsules, and vinyl floating islands. Even the inflatable tubes for dragging non-skiers have changed from the tire-sized vehicle into huge 3 or 6 seaters that actually go airborne, endangering life and limb. I guess it is the color that stabs at the brain and causes pain. Mother Nature’s greens and browns are dislodged by the cheap gaudy colors of air-filled plastic. Where did the Dad who taught a kid to swim, fish, water ski, swim under water, dive, and whittle ever go?. I suppose that it is stilll there. … You just can’t see it through the plastic. Hope so.

I. Ben Barphin , waterfront director
As The Lake Churns