Today I drove the back way from Portsmouth Police Department, detoured by road construction, Things have been so harried for the past 48 hours, with a number of folks whom I work with having emergent issues needing my attention. As my mind raced through what must be accomplished next, I looked quickly to my left and a creek so calm that the trees and buildings were mirrored in the water.
He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul...
This is life today on Owens Creek, life as it has been for hundreds of years. Egrets and sea birds feed in this tidal estuary The tide is going out, out to the Elizabeth River, to the Chesapeake Bay, to the Atlantic Ocean.
There's no need to be harried when I can refresh myself beside these waters, click some cell phone pics, and restore my soul.