thanks to lou and viv for an afternoon picnic at mallard lake. the weather was gorgeous, pleasant and comfortable with light wind and occasional breeze. my guys flew kite and later tj gathered sticks and berries. go figure why sticks! after we had our fill, we went for a walk, took photographs and enjoyed the sunset.
i’ve been writing about this haven for years. it is our refuge. a favorite place to relax, unwind and recharge away from the madness. mallard continues to be an inspiration. i am never without a camera for the lives therein are my constant subjects. i’m glad that our friends had fun during their first visit and i hope they come again and enjoy the many benefits we continue to reap.
here’s my very first blog about mallard lake.
hidden from the noise of a busy street behind rows of suburban houses is a meandering path of gravel and dirt. there, a tranquil, unsullied world lies ahead. coarse grasses and wildflowers sprawl the land dotted with trees. a world of unruffled calmness disturbed only by crickets or frogs croaking or birds singing from berry bushes.
the lake, calm and deep, boasts bass and bluegills though crappies are now gone. from the fishing pier, a solitary man drops his bait causing the silvery water to ripple silent.
jun and i sit on a bench nearby enjoying the late summer breeze while the sun softly paints this sanctuary a tint of orange until its rays slowly and gently dissipate into the darkness.