Zach's official birthday. It is getting hot. I took the path along the Congaree from Gervais to Cayce
which is deeply forested and shaded. The red cana lilly flowers are perched atop dark green and brown leaves reaching 8 or even 10 feet upwards. Beside them are orange lillies with moss green leaves, less tall but equally exuberant. Negative ions surround me from the river rushing over the rocks.
A man drifts quickly in his yellow kayak, fishing. I spy a river cooter crawling up from the river bank.
It sees me and Boofa but does not withdraw into its shell. It is as big as a platter for your Thanksgiving turkey. Behind me a man arrives with his camera to photograph him.
We meet a woman with a pug named "George". My sister had two pugs named "Sally" and "Elizabeth". My cousin has two now, named "Nick and Nora" from the Thin Man TV series. Once she had a pug named "Dr. Watson", who now rests in his grave at their old house.
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