It is strange traveling into the world of man. Each time, I remember how much tougher it is to find magic. There is so much noise, quieting the mind can be difficult. Fortunately it is all around and can be accessed by those who try.
We've returned to the world of nature. The water swells the riverbank and whirlpools ripple in new places. Wind whispers her important messages. Three messengers arrive noticing our presence. Rising from the river's edge on magnificent wings they announce us by the riverside. Six more swim in our direction to see us before taking flight.
Our friend the sun emerges clearing the sky to wash us in his rays. Two dogs appear leading us on an adventure beside the river. One is a golden retriever and the other a black lab mix much like the two that guided me to the river.
Fyn and I follow creating a riverside path watching the golden cross the river twice as the black follows him on the bank. Fyn's smile tells me he enjoys watching these beautiful dogs. I wonder if our two heads inside one coat make them wonder what creature we are.
Walking beside the river allows us to see the most amazing things. Remembering the first time Galt, Dobie, and I walked these paths seven years ago reminds me that we are in the right place. Max and Lucky join us for kitty walks, loving the wonderland we live in. Fyn's eyes are wide taking in the beauty of nature. It is magic by the riverside.
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