My friend, Dana Rieves, recently showed me a couple of nugget-sized public spaces in nearby Hopewell, Virginia. These parklets have some benches, picnic tables, and space for people to fish. Her suggestion was simply to take some time, from time to time, to enjoy the space, the Appomattox River, and the birds.
Hub and I have started doing that, but this weekend had an enhanced surprise when we discovered that there was a chick in the osprey nest near where we were enjoying our coffee, fruit, and cheese. We had seen an adult osprey the prior weekend but had no inkling there was a chick over our heads.
I know this sounds gushy, so gushy. Forgive me.
We will probably have to visit during the week just to check on the chick.