On Friday afternoon Deer Lagoon, behind the cabin, looked like this, a perfect mirror of the dike and the sky.
Even Useless Bay was flat in the evening.
Then Saturday morning the wind was strong, enough so that it brought out the local kite surfers over by Double Bluff.
By Sunday morning it was absolutely still again, the perfect time for me to take a photo walk on the dike along the lagoon.
The hips on the wild roses add deeper color to the buff and tawny colors of late autumn in the wetlands.
A raft of ducks floated on the lagoon.
There is someone watching me from the pond over there.
Great blue herons are patient fishers.
Green winged teal, I think.
On the calm bay side, another heron preened on an old piling.
About the time the Seahawks were beating the Eagles on the TV, these real eagles appeared at the back of the lagoon.