otter bay update

butterflies darted in and out of knee high grass. schools of masheer freckled the river with air bubbles. river terns and cormorants plucked breakfast out of the gurgling eddies. a lone fishing eagle, tan and white, jumped out of the sky and showed everyone else how it's done in style. a family of otters rolled in the sandy banks of a small island. stopping only to poke a curious whiskered snout at us. and then feet followed swimming trunks followed ribcage followed head followed perfectly poised hands into the still still black water.
oh yes. it's been a while.