I never would have seen it had I not gone out. I would not have seen it at least, in this location, had I not been in my boat. It was actually a canoe. I caught a glimpse of a beautiful thing in the distance. Was it a flower or a flag,? I could not tell. I love to look at wildflowers. But, this is one I hadn’t seen before….but it is rare you find me in a canoe.
So my husband and I went canoeing today. I love a canoe and wish I owned a home on a river. I love the constant moving water. Rivers always fascinated me more than a lake or pond. If given a choice, I will take a river view even more than a waterfall. I do love a waterfall though, too.
I wouldn’t have seen the man working suspended underneath the bridge had I not gone out. I would not have overheard the couple that was in their kayaks, talking side by side about the conversation they had with God today. I would not have seen the young men out to catch fish in their small craft, setting their hooks.
My husband spotted a turtle on the log about ten feet in front of me and I caught a glimpse of him, just in time before it dove back in the water. The sound of our oars must have startled him. But, he…the turtle….could have been a female.
I would not have seen the eagle soaring overhead. I would not have enjoyed the blue sky as much as I did today. It was a cloudless sky. The sun so bright I needed both my sunglasses and cap to keep my squinting eyes from watering. I like overcast better but I had nothing to complain about. I was outside and on the water and with the man I love.
Had I not gone out today, I could not feel the breeze on my face that cooled the heat from the sun shining on it. My sliced cucumbers tasted so crispy and good, as we took a break for a snack along with our salted almonds. Snack-time is so much better, on a boat, in the water, with your best friend at your side.
There was the sound of a bird too, that I did not recognize. The traffic above us was quite noisy. There were more small boats on the river than I thought there would be, but most had paddlers in them. One with a motor drove by quickly which surprised me. All was so serene on the water, otherwise.
Rivers are typically quieter than lakes…I thought but then realized we aren’t up at the Lake of the Woods, but in the middle of some small towns. Sometimes a person can forget where they are, when in a boat, on the water, surrounded by trees on both sides of the river bank. There was a State Park nearby and so we felt more secluded.
I like to stay in. I like to stay home. But lately, I am anxious to get out. All these pent up regulations brought upon us by the virus is really getting to me. Places I want to go are still closed or you have to wear masks. I hope this world comes back to normal real soon. I know there is a vaccine just around the corner. What will be the excuse next to shut things down or keep us all in fear?
This is all so tiresome and not normal for humanity. I have my backyard, but it is nice to go sometimes. I wanted to pick the red flowers I kept seeing on the river bank. A wildflower of some sort but never saw these before, that I can recall, in the wild, and so late in the summer for Minnesota. I am intrigued. Now that I am home, I wish I had picked just one.
I looked it up on the Internet and think this beauty might have been the scarlet cardinal flower. I remember the leaves and the blooms scaling the tall stem. It would have been nice to press it. It may have dried out too much though had I tried to collect it today on the river bank. I did have a small cooler to keep it in. For some reason, I didn’t want to disturb it or I would have.
Today has been a good day so far. I did not cry. I did not do anything foolish. I survived another beautiful day in God’s beautiful world. Don’t let the gloom of the state of affairs in the world get you down. No matter what you are going through with your family, put all things in God’s capable loving hands. He will get you through it.
I feel bad for those who have things far worse than I do. I have nothing to complain about really. It just is hard sometimes being a mom even when your kids are grown and gone. Mom’s always are thinking of their children. I can think of many things that can bring me down but lately my challenge has been to look at the brighter side of every situation. I do have to search harder, not that they aren’t there. I think I am out of practice.
Maybe it is because I am getting older. I think of the old people that I have known that always said to me….it is tough to get old. I am feeling it in some ways, yet, I don’t want to be in that place. I want to laugh more. I want to dance and sing and play. Not so much outwardly, but more so, on the inside. I think I spend too much time indoors. I think I spend too much time alone. I think I need to get outside, volunteer or take a class. I need people.
I think this virus needs to end and we all need to be together again. I thank God today for social media in that I can just write how I am feeling today and maybe someone will listen. Maybe we can both figure this out together. Our worse enemy can be how we think of things. I think I will remember the beautiful red flower today that I got to enjoy by the riverbank. Maybe I can find a needlework pattern of it and order it today as a keepsake.
Maybe I can sketch a picture of it. It isn’t so much the flower I admire, but more so the moment, and how I felt to behold it’s beauty.
“Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable–if anything is excellent or praiseworthy–think about such things.” Phillipians 4:8