Yesterday’s journey started with a search for a #CLmooc #SilentSunday photo. But the beauty of the lake with that post’s scene led us from a Facebook post Scott had seen of the sighting of SandHill Cranes just a short drive down Banks Lake to a longer drive for a possible look at these amazing creatures in the town of Othello where the Sandhill Crane Festival just completed.
We never found one.
But a poem found us.
To yesterday’s #SilentSunday post, Kevin Hodgson commented with this lovely poem to accompany my photography. Thank you so much Kevin.
I love this place on Banks Lake at the end of Crook Road– literally, the road is submerged from here into the lake. The cattails surround the area, home to yellow-headed and red-winged blackbirds that continually sing to each other in a chorus that is a must to pause and listen.
It is a place to go in the busy-ness of the world when everything swirls around us in a whirlwind of to-dos so that, in breathing in the fresh air, pausing, listening, calm and clarity relax and soothe the soul.
Sometimes, when going there is not possible, return here for a moment of peace:
March 24, 2019