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Sep. 7th, 2019 08:47 pmWe went for a walk at the Gardens again, this time on the boardwalk by the marsh. We have a membership, so we could actually go there all the time, but until recently, we just didn't for some reason. This has been a great week to do it, because it's really beautiful there right now. And we must have hit the right time of day for the marsh, because we saw so many herons! There were half a dozen at least, and three of them were white. They pursued their breakfasts and occasionally flew to a new spot, or perched on a log and displayed themselves. I was inspired to put my hands over my head and pose on one foot, too. Two of the white ones chose that moment to do a flyby, uttering their harsh creaky cry. I imagined that they were saying to themselves, "Just look at that very large and untidy heron! Her mother did not teach her to stand properly, like us!" Heh heh. Of course I know this was a mere coincidence, but I enjoyed playing. My mother was so thin and elegant, she actually would have made a far better heron than me. And she loved Sarah Orne Jewett's story, "The White Heron."
We also saw swans. One of them flew past us, so close that we could hear the whistle of its wingbeats, and then turned and passed us again, just so we could admire it repeatedly. And there were many turtles sunning themselves on every bit of stick that stuck up out of the water. The sunlight gleamed on their shells. One or two of them managed to pose atop a lily pad. I believe they were Chrysemys picta, the painted turtle, our state reptile.
Back home, I put in some writing time and actually created some words on paper. So it was all good except that my stomach was bothering me again. I felt pretty sick for a good part of the day. The Sparrowhawk made me a small dinner that was just right, and it's better now. Also, I forgot to say yesterday that the Diva texted in the morning to say they had power and were drinking coffee and watching the sun peek out for the first time in days! Tron is doing better too--taking naps, but able to get out and about a little. And the Lumberjack will be home tomorrow.
We also saw swans. One of them flew past us, so close that we could hear the whistle of its wingbeats, and then turned and passed us again, just so we could admire it repeatedly. And there were many turtles sunning themselves on every bit of stick that stuck up out of the water. The sunlight gleamed on their shells. One or two of them managed to pose atop a lily pad. I believe they were Chrysemys picta, the painted turtle, our state reptile.
Back home, I put in some writing time and actually created some words on paper. So it was all good except that my stomach was bothering me again. I felt pretty sick for a good part of the day. The Sparrowhawk made me a small dinner that was just right, and it's better now. Also, I forgot to say yesterday that the Diva texted in the morning to say they had power and were drinking coffee and watching the sun peek out for the first time in days! Tron is doing better too--taking naps, but able to get out and about a little. And the Lumberjack will be home tomorrow.
