Eye

Everything can change
in the blink of an eye.
But don’t worry;
God never blinks.

~ Regina Brett
American – Journalist Born: May 31, 1956

Porte Ponderings:

The first day of Autumn and I finally got a chance to go kayaking on the Old Ausable Channel. There was no wind and the water was like a sheet of glass reflecting the shores. At the far end of the Pinery, by the bridge, the underpass looked like an eye and the kayaker on the other side looked like a reflection.

I’m glad I was there early enough that I could park my trailer ready to go out. When I returned to the dock the remainder of the parking lot was full of fellow kayakers and water enthusiasts.