A Living Shoreline!
red violet trumpet blossoms
and spiraling vines curl happily
alone the craggy, rocky banks of the Indian River
oyster reefs, black and white mangroves,
truly a wonderful coastal restoration effort
at Ernest Kouwen-Hoven Riverside Park
A little piece of paradise
with a spectacular view of Melbourne skyline
fills us with smiles, oohs and ahhs
David and I hold hands while ambling
out on the long wooden fisherman wharf
jutting out into the Indian River
A few folk at the end of the pier
dangle their baits into
indigo ribbon waves
Perfect day with a lithe breeze,
umbrella clouds, and damask silk blue heavens
A youthful couple in a green and gray hammock
sway playfully to the not too loud rap music
This gorgeous day ends too soon
we pack up our picnic baskets
saunter towards our car
two regal pelicans gracefully bid us adieu
Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 9:30 PM UTC
A Living Shoreline!
red violet trumpet blossoms
and spiraling vines curl happily
alone the craggy, rocky banks of the Indian River
oyster reefs, black and white mangroves,
truly a wonderful coastal restoration effort
at Ernest Kouwen-Hoven Riverside Park
A little piece of paradise
with a spectacular view of Melbourne skyline
fills us with smiles, oohs and ahhs
David and I hold hands while ambling
out on the long wooden fisherman wharf
jutting out into the Indian River
A few folk at the end of the pier
dangle their baits into
indigo ribbon waves
Perfect day with a lithe breeze,
umbrella clouds, and damask silk blue heavens
A youthful couple in a green and gray hammock
sway playfully to the not too loud rap music
This gorgeous day ends too soon
we pack up our picnic baskets
saunter towards our car
two regal pelicans gracefully bid us adieu
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