the pensive, the adventurous, and the gregarious
A delightful way to spend a Sunday afternoon,
wandering along the pondside paths,
picking wildflowers and cattails,
stopping at the sound of a bird's song.
Occasionally breaking out into a song of praise.
I am thankful for these ardent admirers of the natural world, the children that break away from the path to discover what lives under the logs, where animal tracks lead, to peer into the pond to search for life.
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