Stepping back in time for a minute, I was home for a few days when I took Nancy back down state to head back to Colorado. Of course I had to visit the Ditch! And I wasn't disappointed.
Often, there are many walkers but on this morning it was especially quiet and peaceful.
But it was clear, others had walked the path before and left behind a charming reminder that birds lose their feathers -- and sometimes they are saved!
It was looking especially pretty on this visit -- lots of very cheery flowers were in bloom.
Everywhere you looked there was color.
I loved the texture on these.
The shapes on this grouping intrigued me, too.
Even the whites were elegant and graceful.
The water lilies were just pristine.
You might be wondering where all the wildlife was. Well, there was plenty, including this hungry fellow.
The ducks seemed woefully absent until I came around the corner and saw them all congregating on the shore.
A few were skimming the water on this gorgeous day.
And then there was Harry. I've never seen him in the trees before, but a fallen limb was a perfect perch.
He was able to look into the pond and above, perhaps scoping out his next snack.
I admired how he turned his head with such dexterity.
I never, ever tire of observing his graceful shape and elegance.
I wouldn't want to tangle with him, but I love looking!
So, here's looking at you, Harry!
And then.... without a word of warning....
He's off. And so am I!