Jane sat in her canoe, listening as the water bubbled and splashed against the side. She sat strategically positioned—staring down a tunnel between pilings of the pier. As Jane watched the sun fall asleep, a greenish liquid carpet rolled in its direction. Surreal. She waited for inspiration and watched for a sign of hope. At that moment, a Great Egret manifested—a blessing now bestowed, a new path emerged.
Jill Yoder 
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