It is Tuesday and time to write a 'Slice of Life."
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Here’s a little poetry about our gorgeous afternoon in kayaks. Among many sights I mention in the poem, I saw a waterbird that was new to me, and I thought I’d share a link for this: anhinga .
exploring the salt marsh Lowcountry waters of South Carolina two at a time tandem kayaks double-headed oars in hand sun so bright temperature soft not yet filled with summer heat calm waters quiet current glistening sundust sprinkled across the tide we maneuvered slowly around small nesting islands of Broad Creek tiny islands that do not host humans only birds lizards fiddler crabs edges thick with mud and tough cord-grass clams blue crabs shrimp fish fish fish most of South Carolina’s seafood spends all or some of its life in salt marshes oyster beds surround lining pier posts lining sides of the creek lining boats on the water how essential this environment is oh, how the waterbirds charmed! heron gliding elegantly through the sky landing on the sludge of shore muted grey-blue Great Blue Heron snow white black-legged great egrets laughing gulls with bright orange beaks small seabirds indistinguishable and numerous and several silvery-black anhinga, with a flopping dives into the shore opening like hand-held fans as if camouflaging themselves as fallen weathered palms one lively dolphin surprising us dancing up from the water so close to our kayaks swiftly we paddled trying to follow the dolphin’s path she was much too quick for our oars such an extraordinary day to witness
