The wood duck is not normally in this tree stump at Huntley Meadows. Then again, it must be interested in what the geese were doing. Curiosity is a wondrous thing. And not limited to humans.
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Misty Huntley
The familiar becomes even more special when mist is in the air.
What Kind of Life?
We choose, for ourselves, the life we live. Personal choices. Personal responsibility.
Sunday
Twenty four hours later, I am back at Huntley Meadows. And the place looked different, not only because the algae moved but because of the fundamental truth that lies beneath our existence. Every moment is different, change is constant, so embrace the challenges that this brings. I think I am going to have to take… Continue reading Sunday