SOLC Day 9: Long Enough

March 2022 SOLC–Day 9
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Yesterday afternoon after work I drove to a nearby town and walked out onto the pedestrian bridge to watch the ducks. I love looking down on them from above, watching them waddle atop the ice, seeing their colors flash and dim in the sun and shadows, marveling at their brilliant orange webbed feet. But it was already later than I’d hoped. I knew I didn’t have too long. 

But it was long enough to admire the ducks. 

Long enough to take some pictures. 

Long enough to chat with a fellow birding enthusiast. 

Long enough to watch a budding bird enthusiast throw bread to the ducks with his dad. 

Long enough to hear his rippling laughter mingle with the eager quacking of the ducks.

Long enough to feel the weight of the day slough off my shoulders. 

Before long, shadows lengthened. The sun sank below the tree line. The air cooled, and the brilliant teal of the mallard drakes’ heads dulled.

I took my last photo, put my camera away, and walked off the bridge. It was time to head home.

I may not have been there very long. But I was there long enough.