I take the Desportes Island Nature Trail which loops around the bloby index finger of the hand. The trail is wide and surrounded by oak, holly, cedar and pine. Crows are mobbing and arguing, cicadas are singing, invisible insects are stinging now and then. I can see the fluttering of white wings lifting over the water.
Near the shore, the water is like green olives through glass and farther out like silver, shining in the sun.
Father out on the trail, there is trash, even an old tire. Still it is quite beautiful.
Leaving the park on Hwy 21 north, I spot what looks like a yellow squirrel with a ring tail. I see a big fat wild turkey near a sign for the Piedmont Hunt Club then pass a nicely refurbished black hearse with orange and red flames on the side. This old road is startling in its rod like straightness. You can see the road for miles ahead stretching up through the forest on the way to Great Falls where there is a great falls on the Catawba River.
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