Dock

Conjure up what you will.

Docks sometimes remind me of being a 10 year old briefly living near a lake. I rode my blue banana seat bike to the other side where there was a concession stand. I bought a bag of caramel corn and found a quiet dock to sit on. I would take off my shoes, dangle my feet in the water, listen to the clanking of moored sailboats and enjoy that fresh carameled popcorn.