The five of us head out on a kayaking adventure soaking up the blue sky, bright yellow sun, and luscious green native plants. Its quiet and peaceful. There are some giggles as we navigate around each other and occasionally bump into each other. The wind is in our favor and we can just float along for moments. Then we notice a turtle - hiding between the sticks and branches laying within the river. Then we spot a few more in varying sizes. They are so peaceful resting on branches soaking up that bright yellow sun. It's interesting how they balance their shells on top of a log. Sometimes we see one or two together. Sometimes there's a cluster. Spotting turtles felt like an I Spy book the girls liked when they were little or a Where's Waldo book that was quite popular when I started teaching. Then I remembered my own joy with my Highlights magazine and their seek and find pages. It never got old spotting turtles. Each time we saw one there was joy - being in nature is bringing us joy.
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