I always have the need for a deep sigh once things settle down after Thanksgiving. Lot's of sincere conversation with family and friends and so much good food (put together in a family team effort kind of way)...I wouldn't trade those moments for anything. The sigh means something like "how great that was, glad I have some leftovers so I don't have to cook/do dishes for a bit". I know you know what I mean.
So when we returned to the river today, we just sat and watched the river flow by. This Anhinga was sitting on a piling and flapping it's wings...I suppose to dry them.
I was so mesmerized, I thought I would share a video...
...it's a good visual of how my sigh felt to me...like "airing" myself out! A good feeling:)
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