At the Pond
Sunday...another beautiful day! Satch watched his mama and dada do their yard work. Daddy repaired our fence that took a beating during the winter while mommy planted seeds in the flower bed. "Dirt Therapy" is what dada likes to call it.
Afterward we took satch to the pond to feed the ducks. An enormous swan glided over to greet us as sparks of sunlight danced upon the ripples.
This morning, as the sun was coming up, I heard a flock of geese fly over the house. I couldn't help thinking about the beautiful film, "Winged Migration". I've always been an early riser, but never imagined that my sun salutation would start when the birds wake up and begin their aubade.
(Thank you, Satchel, for this gift)