Splendor on the Dock

The fuzzy one was sitting on the dock waiting to get in the boat and head out fishing.  Our little girl was the center of attention when this picture was taken, but we come to find a whole lot more going on here.  It's that business of seeing what we want to see....and not paying attention to the fascinations around us.

On a dry day, the swirly wood grains would not show like this. But, after a light rain, they surfaced as if to offer gratitude for the moisture.  The lakes of the north country are low, like our rivers and streams.

If we take a close look, right below the leash handle, there's a heart-shaped puddle of water.  I'm pretty sure that's how Mother Nature signs her name.