Saturday, January 7, 2012

Slow dance...

     I love the nights when the moon rises opposite the setting sun... both of them slow dancing on the horizon.

     David and I went fishing this afternoon.  As we rowed back to the truck and trailer, the lake was glass slick, the moon reflected in the water as it slowly rose.  While we saw a large 3-4 pound bass jump and laugh at us... we didn't get a single bite.

     But a bad day fishing is better than a good day working at times, and today was just that kind of day.

     We watched Red-Wing Orioles in the trees, and a small Downey Woodpecker running along the bark of the mountain cedar trees.  A Cooper's Hawk quietly soared overhead, and a large Great Blue Heron watched us from a tree branch before flying off to the opposite side of the lake.  A white Egret waded along the shore intently watching the water for small fish.  American Coots, Pie Billed Grebes, and Double Crested Cormorants swam and fished on the water in the distance, racing away like speed boats when we approached.  The wind was calm, and the temperature was comfortable... not too hot and not too cold.

     It was a perfect day...

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