As I stepped onto the large stone in the creek and turned toward the house, a yellow/green bird flew up to an over arching branch, fluttered her wings to dry. I wondered who until I saw the bright red black winged male on an adjacent limb.
The river is perfect, clear and cool! I swam up river and then across to the rock with the view of the falls. I dried off on "hot rock;" the one DD implores me to come to as soon as i come to the river! she is such a fish, happy happy in the water. the tiny toadies are on the beach, i saw two this afternoon.
ah, and a 6 o'clock rain.
This is the kind of post that if we were to read it in winter would just be torture- the blissfulness of summer!
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