There are many ways for people to refresh. Some like going to the beach to feel the sprays of the water and lay on the beach to enjoy the suns’ rays. Others like to surf the waves or enjoy the massaging therapy of the water.
Have you wondered how the ducks like to refresh? These cormorants enjoy to slide on the surface of the water for a splashing cool down. I know we have learned much from God’s creatures. Could it be, we applied the ducks’ technique of surfing to surf boarding?
This particular duck is a double-breasted cormorant. It measures 30-35″. It feeds on fish, snakes and other reptiles. They swallow the fish head first. They do it like that so it is not easy for the fish to escape. I am glad you enjoy the photo. I photographed these birds off the coast of Virginia on the James River.
What if the ducks learned to surf board from humans.?
I thought you may enjoy and have a little chuckle. Take time and enjoy God’s creation.
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Am I being frivolous to think he gave his life for me? A person I never met.
I know he is alive within me. I speak to him frequently. When I talk with him, he gives me hope and stimulates me mentally to do or feel something, especially creative. When I am tired or weak, he is there to give me that boost of energy to keep me going. At times, I will disagree with him then I will take it upon myself. What a mistake, I will silently hear him say, “trust me I will never lead you astray”. I have learned that my friend is serious and has a great value in my life. For those of you, that read this and think I am being foolish or not serious.
I would rather live my life as if there is a God and die to find out there isn’t than live my life as there isn’t and die to find out there is. As said by T D Jakes
Thank you for reading this, your comments are welcomed even if they may be frivolous.
I know those footsteps by the impression it makes as you lead the way. I feel and hear you breathe. Your breath is like a feathery touch as it blows gently against my skin. The slow back and forth sway of thin branches creak with each inhale and exhale of your breath. A beam of white light spreads above the darkness on the horizon. Patches of light fog filters the white glow. As the sun rises and the fog lifts, a bright, clear, new day begins. You are smiling and happy to see me.
I smell the sweetness of life flowing as you move about. The potpourri of pines, persimmons and the musty scent of rich soil permeates the area. The morning freshness is like a splash of water on my face.
The choir of birds sing their chorus of melodies of joy as their day begins. It is like angels singing praise and worship as you watch over your children. Thank you Lord for my life, it is a pleasure to serve you and follow your footsteps.
This post is in response to the daily prompt: Footsteps
Out on a limb or holding onto the twigs of a limb for dear life, this squirrel is some 40 feet above the ground. His only vision is to chew on the new budding twig of the Spring season.
Spread eagle or I should say spread squirrel clutches onto every branch within its reach. Even the fresh green twig he is chewing. After he finished, he did squirm for a way out. I think if it could cry out he’d say “Help me, Help me. I can’t let go or I will fall.
The below photo is his friend on another tree sits securely as it chews on a small pine cone. He looks at him and thinks no way will I risk my life. He’s on his own.
The strong will survive.
This Wood Thrush not only sings but dances; He wants to impress his mate who at this moment is flying away. It was fun to photograph this bird as it did its mating dance and call. He didn’t give up he flew after her.
After a scorching summer, today is a blessing. The heavy overcast clouded sky sprayed a light mist throughout the day. I stepped outside, and a chill hit me like you’d feel when you first jump in the water. As I walked to the river, I became more aware of my surroundings.
Squirrels noisily scampered over the fallen leaves to search out the fallen acorns. A crisp autumn day displayed its colors like an artist’s palette of reds, yellows oranges, and browns. Leaves of oak, maple, and elm laid among the musty rich soil of last year’s decaying leaves. The once vibrant green leaves still cling to the limbs, are now withered and spotted with age.
I inhaled deeply and smelled the smoke of burning cedar from the chimney of a nearby house. A fishy scent permeated the air as I came closer to the water. Like steam from a boiling teapot, cloudy vapors hovered on the waters’ surface. Drops of rain pelted the water like bait fish jumping in and out of the water.
In the distance, I heard fog horns bellow out their low blaring signal. Out from the waters cloudy vapor, I could see the silhouette of a crab boat. As it got closer, crab baskets stacked 4 high seem to overflow the boat’s tiny deck. The boat cut a deep wake making its way to the pier to offload its daily catch of the day.
In these days of technology and fast paced time, we no longer take in the beauty of nature and hear the sounds of joy. Although the day was dismal and dreary, I found happiness and pleasure in capturing the various senses of my surroundings.
Below is a photo of a red-headed woodpecker. My goal is to photograph each species of woodpeckers within my community. I have four out of six.
This red-headed woodpecker was an unusual surprise. I am accustomed to seeing a woodpecker pecking the trunk of a tree in search of food. This woodpecker decided it is easier to swoop and fly for that parcel of food. He flew in, turned sideways picked up the bread and flew off. It was a touch and go maneuver.
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The things on the shelf;
A shelf will hold objects that will show a story. What do the things on your shelf say about you? Maybe that rigid piece of material holds pieces of your past. A few pictures of friends from a school graduation you haven’t seen for many years. “Friends for ever” many years later dust covers the frames, the pictures start to fade. If you know the address of those friends, maybe it’s time to send those friends a handwritten note. Does that shelf hold your trophies and objects? A trophy for first place. The joy and excitement at that moment lessen with time. Later the pride begins to humble. Is it time to move on and take the trophies off the shelf? Some objects are things to indicate your hobbies or career are now dust collectors.
What does your shelf hold?
A drop could be a very small quantity of anything. At the end of its fall, it will leave an impression. What are those special words you may drop on someone to leave an impression?
Are you there to pick up that small quantity of liquid that drops from the face of a person in sorrow? A drop of kind words is an impression that may bring comfort, joy, gratitude, and compassion.
After it is dropped look for that impression.
As with this photo of the osprey, it was a fleeting moment. At a blink of an eye, I would have missed this photo shot. In life, we do not know when that fleeting moment will come upon us.
Although we think we have time to prepare ourselves, do you know if your spirit will go into the heavenly bliss or into the fiery pit? When will that fleeting time knock on your life?