This post is transcribed from what I wrote this earlier this afternoon in my notebook that I keep in my car.
This is where I am writing at the moment – the Jock River Landing. Other than the near-constant drone of traffic on both sides of the river, it is a pretty idyllic spot. Even better, it is only about a five-minute drive from home!
It’s an absolutely stellar day. Not a cloud in the sky, the temperature is only about 25*C and the humidity has seriously dropped off from where it’s been the past few days. There is enough of a breeze to keep the flying, biting critters at bay and to provide some musical backdrop as it rustles through the trees.
It is, in short, a perfect day for me. I’ve even found a lovely little spot in the shade. It’s literally the only shaded spot here that is big and flat enough to fit the chair that isn’t full of tall grass or bushes – it was meant to be!
Since this is, in the very literal sense, a landing, a paddle-boarder (is that what they are called?) is heading in from the Rideau. It would be rude to take a photo from this proximity, so you’ll have to imagine it yourself. I’m sure he’s had a wonderful time out on the river. A few boats – motorized and other – also zoom or float by occasionally.
I should also explain that this spot is where the Jock River meets the Rideau River. The Rideau is the one that I’m looking across in the main image above. This little cove (see below) is the mouth of the Jock, which comes from behind me to the right.
Birds of various sorts are chirping and you certainly don’t need to be an ornithologist to enjoy their chattering songs.
A massive bumble bee just zig-zagged past me. There’s only grass that I can see, though. Not sure that’s any help to him. There are a couple of empty dandelion heads around, with their seeds almost all blown away, and some tall, scraggly white flowers at the left edge of the mouth, but otherwise I don’t see any signs of flowers. However, who am I to say what a bee finds appealing or not? 🙂
A father and his two young sons just showed up to go fishing. The kids are pretty happy about the prospect. Who can blame them!! I haven’t seen hide nor hair of any fish, though, so I don’t know how successful they’ll be, but when it comes to spending time with your kids and your dad, that’s not really the point, is it?
Well, enough writing! Now to put this away and just enjoy!!
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