Spring at Niles

I took my first bike ride of the season yesterday to Niles Pond. Heading out toward the retreat house was so peaceful. A turtle struggled up a rock to sun himself. One of the swans took off over the pond. The wind was right, and the flap of his huge wings could be heard clear across the water. On my way back, a great egret spread its huge white wings and landed on a rock on the edge of the pond. The mallards quacked seeking their mates. The pond is a world in itself. I am a grateful observer.     —Sharon