Our family recently spent a weekend in a cabin in Fairy Stone Park, Virginia. We rented a canoe for an hour, then returned to the dock and rented it for 24. Our son loved the quiet dip of the paddle in water, the smooth glide of the canoe. The kids and I paddled in the afternoon. In evening, they paddled with their dad. After dark, my son and I paddled into the darkness till we got out from under the trees to float under a full moon. We dipped wood into water, listened to small gurgles as we pulled gently, smelled the first sweet night blooms of spring, and lost ourselves in the silver path the moon laid on the black surface of the lake.