We’re at the creek because this is a happy place
for us – the birdsong is soothing, the trickling water
reminds me these places exist in reality –
not just the online world we live in.
I take pictures, put my phone away, breathe in
fresh air – sunlight reflects off muddy water,
he climbs moss-covered rocks, searching for
a good spot to cast his line.
Trout nibble on the line, and I relish
getting mud on my boots and claiming
a long branch as a walking stick.
I was just reading a poem by https://mennenbach.com/2020/09/25/to-the-sun/, which shared the same vibe, enjoying the beauty of the world and living in the moment. Great poem!
Thanks Tina! The weather is beautiful right now where I am!
Same here! Fall is my favourite time of year.