On this past Sunday, it was a beautiful golden September day. I decided to go kayaking after a I did a few necessary things. It was lovely- I always look at kayaking as sort of a mini-vacation. To paddle quietly and look at nature while skimming along the water is divine. As I was entering one of my favorite coves, a woman in her kayak said,”There’s a Great Blue Heron sitting by the road”. “He let me just look at him for about a half an hour or so”. I smiled, and said “thank you”. “Enjoy”!, she said and left the cove. I paddled in a little further, and then saw him, just sitting on a log. He was beautiful, and let me just sit there and watch him, also. He also put on a bit of a show, and spread his wings. I had a peak of his inner dusty blue feathers. It was splendid!
Later in the evening, my neighbor and friend and I decided to talk a walk with our dogs. The moon was beautiful, casting a luminescent glow. I pointed out the big dipper. As we chatted, I breathed in the beauty. It was a delightful day, and an enchanting evening.