I could not believe how big the River crayfish were at McKee Falls. I had decided to go to the bank of the Falls and explore. I saw what I thought could have been killdeer in the distance. Suddenly I looked down at my feet and I noticed at least three gigantic crayfish scurrying on the rocks back into the River. They all were at least four inches from head to tail. It was only minutes from dawn and they are nocturnal creatures. To me, it was a big discovery. I was not even thinking about them. I never did make a positive identification of the birds that were hugging the shore in the distance.

I spotted a pair of birds I had never seen before in the park.  I knew they were swallows but I did not know what kind.  I dug up my bird book and identified them as tree swallows.  The male had a vivid blue head.  I knew the River had cliff swallows.  They are somewhat drab looking.  I thought it might be a barn swallow but that was not the case.  They came from nowhere and for a short time hovered back and forth over the fence that enclosed the basketball court and then disappeared.  I was thrilled to see a species of birds I had never seen before.

The River and the mountains and sky are ever changing.  Every time I go to the river everything changes.  The light hits the water differently.  Shades of gray and blue are ever present.  I am awed every time.  And thank God I am able to view this beauty.

Sometimes I view the River from a passing car other times I am standing at its shore.  I never know what I will see exactly.  This week early in the morning I flushed a blue heron and watched it fly to the other side joining another one in flight there.

I feel blessed living so close to such a magnificent River and Mountains.  Every day I am reminded of that.  There are many people who do not live so close to a major River.  And a good part of my life I did not either.