This morning was absolutely beautiful … even a little on the cool side, so I decided that a trip to the Rivers Edge Marina in Ecorse should be my destination.
At first, that northerly breeze made me wish I’d taken along a cardigan, but once I got about a mile into my trek, it became pleasantly warm with the sun in my face.
I think a lot of people must be on vacation this week as there wasn’t much traffic and my mind was free to roam while I wended my way through Wyandotte to the Detroit River. As I crossed the footbridge, the songbirds were competing with one another to see who could sing the loudest and a bullfrog chimed in too, as if his rumbling croaks would add to their pretty melody. There wasn’t even the blaring horn of any approaching train, followed by the rumble of its heavy cars as they roll slowly along the tracks, so it was a peaceful walk indeed.
On the bridge overlooking the marina, while shielding my eyes from the sun, I saw a few pleasure boats drifting by on the Detroit River. The sky was a brilliant blue canvas, marred only by a gull who dared to have the gall to swoop down really low near a sailboat. That big bird glided effortlessly, diving closer and closer as it set its sights on that sailor’s donut or bagel brought on board.
Below the bridge, suddenly a turquoise-colored paddleboat emerged, startling me. It quickly sliced a path down the middle of the water, and that slight motion made the ducks who were congregating near the pier, scatter momentarily as they rode out the gentle waves. It was a peaceful scene – relaxing even, as I watched the ducks regroup by the pier once again.
Unfortunately, my morning foray to the marina had to remain in my mind, and not become an image caught by the camera, since the sun was out in full force making it difficult to take any pictures. Who can focus with this point-and-shoot camera when all you see is your own face? Ah well. Truthfully, I knew I had at least a dozen photos at home of the very identical scene, so I just put the camera back into the case and enjoyed the view. I am indeed using a picture from 2015 for today’s blog post. Could you tell? I didn’t think so.
All too soon it was time to get going. Once again I was lucky to miss any of the regular morning trains as I scurried across the tracks to begin the long trek home.