The day after the 4th, we loaded up and headed to the country again. My grandpa, the two oldest boys and Brad were heading out in canoes to fish another section of the river.
I love to see their eyes when they first get their feet in the water. It is cool, clear and begging to be explored. You can't help but dive your fingertips into the gentle rush of a small current beneath you as you rapidly look at all the different rocks below your feet. Rocks that are great for skipping, throwing, using as a dam, and sometimes using to kill snakes (but not on this trip). As we put the canoes in a deer was crossing the river just ahead of us. Time stood still. We all watched in silence and awe. After the deer crossed into the brush on the other side, we all seemed to exhale as if we had all held our breath as we watched, wanting to be completely aware in the moment.
The boys had many natural experiences that day. It turned out to be rather stormy and from their reports they had to go to shore a couple of times and take cover. I believe that lightning struck nearby a couple of times and they had to bail water occasionally as well.
But the fishing was good and we will be having a fish fry soon enough.
The Conservation Department for the state has many conservation areas throughout the state. There is one here that has a wonderful hands-on museum. My mom is a volunteer there and was conducting a class this last weekend on dragonflies. Little E and baby O went and had a wonderful time. We went to one of the ponds and tried to find dragonfly nymphs (no luck) as well as adult dragonflies (lots of luck). We also explored the museum, which we intend to do again this coming week. Mostly because they have a turkey in the bird area and I find turkeys to be very funny.
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