I follow the delicate trail from water’s edge
up the sandy ridge; to the place where high tide set
its final mark before dawn.  The trail looks like it was drawn
by a child with an index finger.
Indeed there are two of these little trails; left by snails. Two snails
met here in a secret rendezvous last night. Not having been eyewitness 
to their actual meeting; I can only surmise their conversation:
Spring is almost here my friend, I can feel the water warmer under my foot.
Yes, I’m so excited, the blue bay waters are now shifting to green as the 
phytoplankton begin to flourish.
Oh you are so scientific.. Wasn’t it a lovely night, just the two of us, side by side,
watching the starlight in the shallows?
Did you see that spiny spider crab walk by? So glad he did not notice us on his ramblings!
And then that human walked by with his dog. Big sneaker prints. And can you believe it, two feet!
I wonder what humans think about as they walk by our bay? Do they pause to notice the starlight on the 
incoming waves? Do they hear the rhythm of the waves? Do they see the seaweeds swaying,
singing their alleluias?    
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About Blue Heron

My wife and I became members of the Community in 1975. We had come to the Community prior to that time on various retreats from our church in Connecticut. I landed an elementary teaching career in 1976 and taught in that same school until 1999. We raised two sons (now married) who are both now professed members of the Community. We have three grandchildren and three granddogs. I continue to work in the public school teaching science on a part time basis, and also serve as advisor and part time teacher for a group of parents who homeschool in the Community. My wife works as a dental assistant. Life in the Community has expanded my borders far beyond what I would have imagined. Over the years I have sung with the choir, participated in Gregorian Chant, served as chalice bearer, made stained glass, been part of a writing group, built sets for Gilbert and Sullivan productions and sung in them. The list goes on. I cannot think of a better environment to raise a child. And I cannot think of any place that would have challenged more, and kept me moving forward as a Christian father and husband. I have been over my head and lifted above the waters. I am looking back in gratitude, and forward in hope.

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