Going through old files, remembering our Ontario cottage… This photo was taken from a canoe, on a July morning, early, when things were very quiet on the lake.
Beautiful Yellow pond-lily, growing near an island in the middle of Little Kennisis Lake.
That early morning paddle meant quiet water: no powerboats and no waterskiers. Just me and some beavers, a pair of loons, oh… and a bullfrog.
Because after my paddle around the lake, I found an impressive American bullfrog (Rana catesbeiana), waiting for me on the dock ladder. I didn’t disturb it, just went around to the other side.
I sigh with pleasure, when I remember that morning.