Picture-perfect autumn day

Today is a perfect autumn day - 73 degrees with a gentle breeze. The sun is shining on the lily pads floating on our pond while the multi-generational family of fish swims lazily below. The tall grasses around the waterfall sway to and fro, tango with eachother while the feathery plumes, towering above nod their approval. The sound of the water driplets as they skip down the rocks gently pushes away the chaos of my mind with their steady chatter: Oh, hello; pardon me; fine day; watch this; over the falls; hello guppy; city driplet or rain driplet?; swirling; floating; efortless dancing; come in!

Horatio, the fat frog, sits in the warmth of the sun, on a floating lily pad. If he leans this way or that, will he fall in? Silly, fat frog. How did you get up there? When you get too warm, will you push your long legs against the warm green and splash into the wet green? Will you stay very still, hiding, floating, with only your eyes above the surface: two small cat's-eye marbles with open lids.  Your neighbors stroll below you, and you float; the young ones dart in and out, and you hide, the guppies nibble your webs, and you wait.

Are you watching me, Horatio? Are you watching for the racoon who calls you "lunch?" Are you afraid? Are you bored? Are you waiting for your friends? Will you then leap and splash and call to your lady frog with practiced croaks? Will you wait?  Oh that I could be carried away by this breeze as you are by your driplet friends - never failing to hold you up while you float and hide and wait.

Let Us Begin

I think this may be fun but also may take more time than I have to give. This will be a way to share my wonderful family with you.