To continue Henry the predator story, the drama continued as the day grew. Jack catches fish as fast as Kira can adorn herself with my jewelry. Henry is smart, and began to swiftly chase away the other hungry birds, there were a few brawls in the sky. Once in a while Jack would toss the fish back into the water to show Henry he can’t have everything in life. Henry didn’t appreciate this development in his eating program, so he decided he’d take the fish off the hook himself before Jack could throw it away. So Henry went after the fish on the hook, speared it with his sharp beak, and flew away with it. We were amazed he could remove the hook with one spear. With the next catch Henry was confident of his ability, his aggressiveness scared away the boy, and he flew away with not only the fish but the fishing pole as well! It plummeted into the water as Jack watched his fun end abruptly. The good news is there are more poles in the garage, the bad news this was Uncle John’s pole. I suppose Daddy will be sending an apology and a check.
We’ve rented bikes, and I hope to not have to get in the car for a few days. Kira loves her new seat on the back of my bike, so we took a trip to the beach to the other side of the island. Craig’s parents used to have a condo on the ocean side of the island, and her friends there said we could use their entrance to the beach. This place evokes memories for me when we had family reunions here as we added boys to our collection and I became a very busy mama. I secretly coveted that condo. I can’t think of a better place to commune with God than in the sand, with ocean breezes, overlapping waves, palm trees, shells, seagulls, pelicans and sunshine. They sold it long ago to have a house on the bayside of the island, and it’s beautiful here too.
I’m saving Kira’s beach beauty photos for the blog covering baby beach fashions, so I won’t share just yet. She has a few bathing suits and she’s quite the show stopper. One lady asked me if I was the photographer, I said, no I’m the mom! So I suppose it’s fair to say I was taking as many photos as I could.
We rented some kayaks so this morning Craig and I took a tour around the bay. I hoped so much to be up close to the dolphin that visit every day. We saw them, they heard us, and then they disappeared. Next time I won’t breathe.
It is so calm and peaceful on the water. I enjoy the new perspective of the house. The weather is so perfect I can’t think of one detail that should change about it. It’s the sort of Spring weather that makes me wonder perhaps every day in the year somewhere in the world is a perfect spring day. Wouldn’t it be smart to map the course, take the tour and market it for others who love Spring days as much as we do? It was a good idea to me. It’s not just the temperature, it is the budding and blooming, the birds acting frisky, crisp humid free days, and the breezes that cool the slight heat of the sun on the skin. There ought to be twenty six places where I could spend two weeks each and travel in the direction of Spring beginning in the next place. Eternal Spring. That’s a good idea.
Well, I’m a busy woman, someone else can make that idea come to life, and when I’ve got the time, I’ll take the tour. For now, I’ve got a cranky beach beauty ready for a nap, and a bike ride beckoning me towards the island shops.