Up a stream with a paddle
I stopped, my way up the small creek I was paddling barred by debris, and thought. I’ll take a picture of the turnaround spot.
Took my pic. Scenic right.
I was startled as a huge bird jumped out in front of me.
Later, when I got home. There he is. Captured by good fortune, in a pic I took just because.
I also saw a painted turtle hanging out on a rock. Lit up by the sun he was reluctant to move. I passed so close my paddle went over top of him. I could have reached out and touched him.
Ah. The joys of a summer day.