In chilly -5C (23F), snow a foot deep in some areas, the hardest thing is to get out of a warm car. I drove around, actually left the natural park and then, a couple of blocks later, thought about turning back, all because of the flocks of dark spots by the river I saw from afar.
Glad I finally mustered the will to make a U-turn, find a spot to park and part with the story I’ve been listening from the audiobook CD. I layered up, attached the ice grippers on my shoes (discovered this secret only a year ago), put on toque and gloves, and with my camera gear in tow, stepped out of the car.
Here’s my reward.
From afar, just some tiny black dots on the water…
that turned out to be a party of ducks and geese, basking in the afternoon sun on the icy river:
And from behind tall grass, a buck watching me watching the ducks:
Suddenly from the corner of my viewfinder, a pheasant flew into frame. Here’s the serendipitous sequence:
At another spot, more Mallards gathering, over a hundred of them:
These pigeons could only watch.
Pigeon A: Don’t you wish you could swim?
Pigeon B: And get all wet in the icy water? I’m thankful that I can’t swim.
Your guess: which is A? and B?
In the sky Canada Geese flew by:
On the ground, remnants of fall:
and some positive human footprints left behind.
And so I learned: Any worthwhile journey began with a step out of a warm car.
Oh, and one more thing…
Wisdom from the pigeon: Be thankful for what you can’t do. I’ve got lots to be thankful for.
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