I tend to get up early on my days off. My husband is a mailman and works most Saturdays, so I often get up and go to Starbucks with him. It’s kind of a “date”. It’s alone time, which we desperately need right now. Then I walk home with the dogs.
My walks home take me through a beautiful bog garden with a waterfall. This morning as I was walking through in the quiet of an early summer morning, I came to the waterfall. Almost magically, a beautiful heron stepped out of the shadows and stepped passed me with a fish still dripping in his beak. Even the dogs were too shocked to bark.
It was so cool, and surreal. I wish I had a camera with me.
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