A Thanksgiving at “Swan Lake” Nature Observatory (2019)
1.) A Thanksgiving
So thankful that I am on this beachfront
where dog on leash and I will walk in muck,
where melted ice has muddied up our luck,
where dog finds scent to prepare for a hunt.
So thankful to look out over this view
to see the floating birds before their flight
each wing arouses color to my sight
upon the grey and white of morning dew.
Another walk upon a different lake
each footfall in a different valley
these scenes that only leave me wanting more.
I am so grateful for gratitudes sake.
The horizon is not the finale
as dog nudges some reed upon the shore.
So thankful for the snow not melted here
these patches of my life that hold on tight
as if to say that through the sun I’ll fight
to move into the next day without fear.
So thankful that my dog has found a scent
here upon this trailhead where tracks are seen,
this break from days where everything’s routine,
as we scurry over branches wind bent.
I pull the leash in tight to give a pet,
acknowledge that we walk this path alone,
upon his muzzle here out in the cold.
Here where the needs of animals are met.
The quiet movement of the Loon set tone
this story is not the only one told.
3.) When Crossing Paths…
So thankful for a cup of warm coffee
from the Thermos held within my frigid hand.
So thankful that this moment was not planned.
I wonder what the day will bring to see.
I sit on bench to listen to the wind
to look at ripples forming on the lake
to watch the patterns that the ripples make
when crossing paths where Larks have likely skimmed.
In ancient times when tribes would move the clan
to find fresh fish and Jack Rabbit to hunt
in pastures located on valley floor.
So thankful that life has shared this simple plan.
So thankful that I am on this beach front
where dog and I have found time to explore.