A small opening through the trees exposed a secret.
There were strange, tall lumps scattered in the marsh.
They were way too large to be cypress knees.
So, I had to investigate.
I snuck up on the scene.
Armed with my camera, I peered into the marsh.
(Yes, Mom, I stayed on the sidewalk.)
There were three different types of birds.
Some of them turned and looked at me.
Quiet, childlike wonder transformed my day.
The variety of God’s creation is amazing.
Being blessed with glimpses of splendor is a gift.
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