A picture.

A picture is said to have a thousand words, the scene that was shown was busy.

Busy in an artistic way.

The sky being a light blue that comes down to a darker blue with small, puffy clouds dotting the sky. The blue shades of the sky reflecting off of the water, marking the darkness of the river below.

On the surface of the water, the left bottom corner of the water is filled with lily pads. A little bit above that are swans, a whole lot of them. Swimming from the left bottom corner to the middle of the river.

Above in the sky, a flock of geese are flying from the left side of the picture to the right side. Almost half the way behind a airplane. The plane filled with passengers moving from the left to right, moving farther away from the geese that are taking a peaceful trip back south for the winter.

The whole scene reflecting on the water, and the whole scene being seen in an instant.

I saw that picture as it moved in front of me while I was in a moving car. I guess writers do remember the little details, I saw that over three weeks ago.

It wasn't gone in an instant, I can always see it.

I can always picture it.

(9/16/17)