Returning to Peacock Spring (to see OTTER Joy, scroll down three posts) The Old Lady took along her two quarantine companions, wanting to share the beauty of the place and hoping to catch another glimpse of OTTER.
The day could not possibly have turned out better.
While The Old Lady was wearing her dive mask and swimming in the cold clear water with her two comrades, OTTER came!
The Old Lady watched underwater as the slim, graceful creature dove and hunted and surfaced for air while keeping an eye on the entranced humans who had entered her watery world. As she swam she trailed behind her a train of air bubbles, and once as she rose to the surface The Old Lady could see that she was sheathed in a sparkling gown of the silvery bubbles.
OTTER put on a fine show!
Finally she disappeared under some lily pads, just as a clap of thunder cracked overhead.
The humans all scrambled out of the water and collapsed in delighted giggles on the dock.
“Just as grief shared is grief divided,” chuckled The Old Lady, “joy shared is joy multiplied.”
LISTEN to The Old Lady!
We all love those rascally, playful, acrobatic otters. Envious of your close encounters …
I am to be envied! Most blessed among humans am I…