Dawn arrives early this time of year. She was up and reflecting off the feathery white clouds lingering lazily over the sky-blue river.
A blue jay lands on the clothesline from the nearby cedar tree; seemingly looks me in the eye as I peer out the kitchen door’s window and squawking as if to say; food, food, feed me.
The Blue heron lingers, fishing off the rock pile, that once supported our no longer existent dock, for nearly 20 minutes. Perhaps looking for a crayfish breakfast
A blue jay lands on the clothesline from the nearby cedar tree; seemingly looks me in the eye as I peer out the kitchen door’s window and squawking as if to say; food, food, feed me.
The Blue heron lingers, fishing off the rock pile, that once supported our no longer existent dock, for nearly 20 minutes. Perhaps looking for a crayfish breakfast
Two mallards frolic nearby, while further out a lone cormorant dives in search of fish.
A gaggle with goslings float to within a foot of the boat ramp staring at the driftwood snake placed across the ramp by me to deter the geese from leaving their excrement on the lawn.
It worked; after a few minutes of evaluating said “sculpture,” they reenter the river and continue west, up river.
In the background a laker floats by; movement almost imperceptible on the glassy surface.
Ahh, morning, the river community awakens.
A gaggle with goslings float to within a foot of the boat ramp staring at the driftwood snake placed across the ramp by me to deter the geese from leaving their excrement on the lawn.
It worked; after a few minutes of evaluating said “sculpture,” they reenter the river and continue west, up river.
In the background a laker floats by; movement almost imperceptible on the glassy surface.
Ahh, morning, the river community awakens.
A very broad river there; maybe near to an ocean? (my blog is not working,I don't think, so a visit may not register)
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