It was a glorious afternoon for cruising around the lake in our pontoon boat. The water had just the slightest ripple from the autumn winds that would randomly “sigh” … just to playfully stir and rustle the leaves and the water. <!–more –>
Before we “set sail” we carried a picnic down to the dock and couldn’t help but marvel, once again, at God’s artistry as we gazed at the panoramic view of the beautiful, blue lake in front of us.
Our lunch (always delicious when served … “a la dock!”) was Ham & Swiss cheese/spinach/& roasted red pepper wraps … homemade chicken soup … and crisp apples with a creamy dip of peanut butter and honey.
Look at this spectacular show we were thrilled to have front seats for … dinner and a show! These black, point-y beak “diving waterfowl” are Double-crested Cormorants and though some reside here permanently (choosing our lake to be their “forever home”) … most migrate here and arrive in large numbers in autumn to enjoy our delightfully mild winter’s! Their departure in late spring always makes me a little despondent, so their arrival is always a welcome sight and another reminder of autumn’s return! Yesterday, they swooped in unexpectedly, right in front of our dock, chasing a school of minnows and enjoying an “all you can eat” buffet!
After we finished, we threw some saved tortilla pieces and brushed the crumbs from our laps into the water (to the delight of some waiting ducks!) and climbed aboard “Bentley”[yes, we name all our transportation conveyances! (; ] … adjusted our American flag, and backed up into the waiting blue.
Our first stop was to visit our goose friends who immediately recognized our boat and eagerly came to greet us with friendly honks and flapping’s!
As we threw each tidbit from our bread supply (a collection of heels, stale croissants, and an occasional half-eaten sweet roll we keep frozen for just this purpose!) our feathered friends rushed and fought to nab each morsel. They often over-stepped their neighbor’s personal zone and weren’t bothered a bit when they batted “their brother” in the face with their wings or greedily grabbed their portion. (:
Shaking the last of our bread offerings into the lake, the geese honked their disproval … or was it their thanks? (: … when we headed out and away from their cove.
Sights along the shoreline…
The Loch Ness monster of Cedar Creek Lake …
Towering Oaks and majestic Bald Cypress’ along the water’s edge …
A gorgeous setting for this white heron posing in front of burnished Bald Cypress Trees that are just beginning to show their tinges of autumn splendor.
A mermaid, ready to dive into the waters below, appears mystical and believable in the magic twilight hour.
Heading back home in the pink and golden glow of an autumn sunset.
“Then sings my soul …”
From my cottage to yours ~ Trenda