A large amount of these and many of the most beautiful areas I’ve ever had the opportunity to witness are amazingly enough still in their natural state. One of these places is where I was sitting won day wild in joying Mother Nature’s grand display of greenery. Included was a rather large watershed which consisted of double lake scenery as well as the sir rounding hills of rolling amber grass beauty.
The hills dotted with large trees and huge to small darker green and everything around this place was encased this day in gorgeous colours of sky blue. From time to time and in between times of huge spaces of the clear and light hued blue we were visited by puffs and puffs of small and not many of accumulating cumulous clouds.
It was also a lovely camping spot that welcomed fishermen, private boats moored to the county facility paid for by the owners of which a daily or monthly visit was a dream come true. The weather didn’t matter most times because it was administered by the park system and only open during what was really a long season. The long season was due to the fact that the state it was in enjoyed this as part of where it was situated in the
It also had a huge asphalt parking lot.
Lines were separated and drawn to account for the long most times two vehicles attached to each other. Sometimes more than too many rocket ships or ultra-modern RV’s really, had visited what seemed as in small convoys of convergence. The in sighed in habit tents were either small families or even larger one’s extended from here to kingdom come.
Upon entering the blissful grounds brought to us by Mother Nature and the county; one had to pay a pittance really when considering sometimes many of the vehicles included a whole hotel of vacation seekers.
Certain animals were also included, some of which were the humans them selves; but both had to add hear too all the rules; followed too a tea, coffee or beer was provided at the convenience stored for one’s pock it book; emptied gladly with any of the aforementioned choice is of pleasure/s and to the benefit of whomever was the proprietor. I dunno
In any case I camped there on a phew occasions. One particular one was when in mmy view while sitting by the sighed of a seemingly private view; one egretly high stepping egret proudly dipped into the shallow end of the lake and grabbed a silver peace of dinner.
Two other birds I’mm not familiar with the names of dove into the deeper water about 25 yards away from the egret and did the same thing. They floated around wild diving up and down several times pretty close to each other as if in their separateness, they were actually a pair. A serene seen it was.
At the time mmy partner who at that time was a wonderful poet and still is; a poet that is although she’s still a very good friend, inspired mme to write something about it when pointing this scene out to her. Her response was, “You should write something about it.”
Birds of a Feather
Birds of a feather
Swirls unfurled hither and fro
We fly to their side
Birds in blue weather
Submerge with cravings attain
Fluttering silver
Birds drift together
Peers in their separate quest
Sustain survival
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