JH: Last instalment tomorrow.

“Again, I was too late getting off my duff and find my phone to get the glassy river for y’all. It was at a standstill much longer yesterday. I thought I had more time so I was again lazy getting up to shoot it. I was reading the blog instead!

Anyway a few more shots. Enough to make you sick of the place.  But fairly glassy. …but not now. It is becoming lively now … these were when it was glassy … ish.

I find that days can appear similar at a glance, but just like people or anything actually, no day and no one is just the same…not even identical twins. Almost the same but not quite. 

I am going to pull weeds for a bit. Oh! The fish have started jumping. Turtle is floating with his snout poking out like a piece of wood, the water fowl gracing my view as several in formation skim the water as I look up, dog barking in the distance for a very good reason…to him anyway, and that lazy lone plane makes me want to snooze on the verandah.  

Neap tide too . Just in front of me on the dock there is a battle between incoming and outgoing tide! Also, a paddler just quietly scooted inches from my dock and therefore in front of me. She never saw I was there!

More happening here, but I haven’t the wherewithal to describe and you haven’t the time and want-to to read! You know …. like the breeze and swaying of the trees…rustling sounds…but the sounds of swaying trees and bushes are more muffled in early summer/late spring than other times. That dancing of tree and plant limbs present themselves in such interesting ways…almost like marionettes as they bounce and sway in the breeze and light.

Of course the shadows cast by the light add more , ummm…what is the word…oomph…than they would have otherwise…more dimension because of the  light….the shadows cast certainly contribute to the depth of this lovely display before me.”