Since the pandemic, my walks have been confined mainly to my neighborhood. I began my almost daily morning walks as the spring buds were beginning to bloom, and now the days are growing shorter and hints of red, orange, and yellow leaves are appearing. But I’m fortunate to live near the Delaware River and a beautiful park. I’ve discovered how the river’s color changes with light and tides, and how a red-winged blackbird chirps as it flies by from a marsh. Without a hike into the wildness, I find wild wonders nearly every day—wildflowers, hawks, turkeys, and deer. Yesterday, I saw a bald eagle so close, perched on a bare treetop. I gazed at him in awe, and he dismissed me as unimportant and probably soon forgotten. It doesn’t matter. I had a moment of magic to remember, while he was looking for his next meal to survive.

Bald eagle pauses,
keen eyes survey his kingdom—
treetops turning gold

A Haibun for Frank’s prompt on dVerse using the word hike.

Bald Eagle at Red Bank Battlefield, National Park, NJ

53 thoughts on “Wonders

  1. I’ve seen an eagle in a nearby park a couple of times. Really something to remember. Your writing conveys that feeling. And all your posts at your park are inspiring me to visit it sometime. It looks beautiful.

    • Thank you so much, Claudia. It’s a small park, but it’s pretty. There are picnic tables though if you wanted to work there. Let me know if you’re ever planning to visit, and I’ll say hello from a distance. 😀 They’ve done a lot of work on it in the last few years.

  2. I lovely piece that reminds us that we don’t have to go far to enjoy beauty, Merril. As of next week, I’m going farther than the local playing field. We have a fair range of wildlife around here, but sadly no eagles.

  3. I love this, Merril. If nothing else, Covid has forced us to take a closer look at where we live, our surroundings that we might not have done without the restrictions.
    Lovely Haibun.

  4. I am with you, exactly! Save a park’s autumn colours, birds, animals and river’s colours’ changes are an alley’s colours, painted animals, a river of art and lots of magic to remember.
    You walk the Delaware, I walk the alleys.
    We are both so lucky to have and find the beauty where we are!

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