June 3rd, 2018


ripening spring

Before, I had wondered, many a time, whether that rock in that lake had turtles sunning on it, when too far away to see more than the nobbiness. This time, I know. The turtles had climbed out recently enough that they were still darker from the dampness than the rock was.

Two geese by the roadside, one standing, one sitting, and then a hint of movement draws the eye to the bit of yellow and brown fluff -- rather a large bit, once you mentally compare the gosling to a duckling, and not the geese.

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