Saturday, August 11, 2007

Bare feet

Soon after arriving, it's off to the river bank. Just walking to the river in bare feet is so summer.
The river is like glass. It's late evening. The sun has left our place, but still shines its warmth to the trees up on the ridge to the East.
Looking down at the river from the bank, a dark shape is seen. A small log, floating just below the surface? Nope, it's a turtle! There's his head poking through the water to get him some air. Scan upstream to follow a splush sound; back to the turtle... but, he gone.
Shh! Listen: at first, all there is is silence. Then, listening more carefully, is the sound of two birds talking to each other. Summer is great.

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