An Anecdote: The Sandbar With the Willow Flag
We followed a blue heron to a crescent sandbar, a willow branch fluttering like a flag. The kids named it Lunch Point before we even opened the basket. Our dog posted guard, nose twitching at the breeze.
An Anecdote: The Sandbar With the Willow Flag
Dark clouds shouldered over the hills as sandwiches disappeared. One whisper of thunder and we packed fast, launched calm, and followed the bank to the take-out. Preparedness turned tension into a practiced dance and a cherished memory.