Lily pads and blossom,
complete with a dent in the middle.
Mr Heron, trying his luck for a quick "Take Away";
one afternoon last week.
All is cool
All is calm
All is collected
Skim stones across the surface hard enough,
and it's no longer quite so serene.
A veritable hotbed below the surface,
alive with tadpoles awaiting life.
A ripple caused by one brave fish,
oblivious to their onlookers:
A reminder that still waters run deep.
Somewhere a Papa frog hides under a log or a leaf.
Everything is slower here; better. More real.
Life is at one with itself,
and all is as it should be