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A flock of swans gathering
near a tiny pond
in the middle of the woods - kind of odd.
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"Little red rented row boat, not much better than no boat, but at least it'll go with a row, row, row..."
We have one of those - tied up on a small environmental lake. Quiet, serene- a boat with almost no motor. It’s electric.
Many people, on week ends and on vacations, travel to the lakes. My husband and I live here. Usually we’re caught up in every day life, and gravitate to our easy chairs. We’re getting older.
Sometimes, we have to make it a point to go out and row the boat and try and catch a fish, or just paddle off into the lily pads. We go past the muskrat lodge, looking for the pair of loons calling in the distance.
Today, the wood ducks- and two eagles fly over.
The swans come and go, and I hear, in to the night, an owl hooting outside my window.
I like the notice of nature.
There are days we get in the car and drive down a rural gravel road past other less populated lakes, especially late in the afternoon when the deer come out to feed. Maybe we’ll spot a wild turkey or a fox.
It's good to stop and take pause. It's like getting in the car - going on vacation, and heading for the lakes!
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