How wonderful that Geo took you to Wilde Lake this week! I know how much this place means to you, rich with visual, kinesthetic, and olfactory memories. You've no doubt walked across America without leaving Howard County what with all the times you've circled this lake in every season since 1969.
The little green heron and the night heron still linger along the shore in those low-hanging branches that extend out above the shallow waters. You were always so keen to spot them with your discerning eye. And the old grand-daddy of them all, the larger-than-life great blue heron that rivals his kin with his regal presence, he's still there too.
We shall always feel your presence there, Mom; always have, always will.
To you, Mom; salute!
|Early spring, 2009|
|May Birthday girls, 2012|