Let me first show you the gold of the mist, that rose up off the water, in the morning sunlight:
The morning light lit up the wildlfower's lacy pattern:
And gilded the mist on the water.
I was able to get a quick shot of the
mother, sliding through the creek:
I whiled away a little time there, but soon the sun told me it was time to return home:
On the way back, I watched a
peck in the rock crevices for insects:
mother brought her sunlit goslings to the shore:
On the lawns of historic houses, lawn sprinklers seemed to spray light instead of water:
At the Fire Station, a young firefighter ran up the Stars and Stripes:
Of course I had to document the time, date and temperature!
But the image that opened my walk was the sight of the full moon setting across from our home:
I missed the lunar eclipse in India; it was, apparently, spectacular!
With this kind of walk every morning, is it any wonder that I am happy throughout the rest of the day?