A convoy of turtles plowing their shells through the surface visible only as moving water humps.
An agitated blue heron screeching its way though a pass in the treeline over the horizon.
A white-tailed deer eyeing us warily hides its white rump under its flapping tail.
Bruce and Bryce walk the outside fence on the narrow running board of a cement bridge over a creek while Peshankus tracks them on the inside.
A fleeting glimpse of two cormorants that hastily skim the muddy water in retreat.
A white heron flickers through the picket fence of tree trunks and dancing leaves.
The racing stripe of a garter snake disappears into the underbrush with Pashankus in pursuit.
** Scribography – I just invented this word as a juxtaposition to photography: the capture of an image with words instead of photos. Somethings I just couldn’t capture on camera.