There’s something eternal in those quiet mornings, when the world is still, the water glass-smooth, and life feels infinite. Hemingway captures that fleeting moment of boyhood certainty, when death is unthinkable and time doesn’t exist. It’s not just a memory of fishing with his father; it’s a reminder of how nature and love create illusions of forever. Sometimes, the most profound truths aren’t in grand adventures, but in the silence between strokes of an oar. 🚣‍♂️✨ #Hemingway #InOurTime #Lite