![Swimming in the marsh](https://c3.staticflickr.com/9/8826/28112440282_c50e1ab067.jpg)
My parents' camp, where we all gather every year during the first week of July, is a peninsula of oak trees next to a big marsh. Their dock juts into a creek that winds through cattails. It's a lovely place to take a swim after you've just come back from a morning run in the hot sun. (That's my youngest sister in the photo -- I'm not a runner.)