Friday

A tiny blue dragonfly flies by.
Ducks swimming upstream leisurely.
A magnificent grey heron standing perfectly still watching the river, sentry-style.
On the bank of the other side of the river, his comrade perches on a fallen tree trunk.
Yellow-budded yarrow plants pepper the side of the path.
Mother is humid & languid at 4 in the afternoon.
Green & heat & slow mix all around me, as the river winds by.