Berries

Having a grand day. Walked by the river. Not early enough to see the beaver. Saw a pair of coyotes. A hawk. Much rustling and scurrying noises in the undergrowth. River low. High school girls taking photographs . . . An altogether pleasant hour spent wondering (edit: I did wander as I wondered) by the river listening to the birds sing and the whisper of traffic on the distant highway.

Anther birthday card arrived today. Choir practice tonight.