White Deer Twins on the Riverwalk

White Deer Twins on the Riverwalk
These rare white deer twins were born this summer and have found a safe home at Dan Daniel Park and on the Riverwalk
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My name is David Hoffman. I teach English and journalism at Averett University, but I have two side interests - writing and photography. I also enjoy walking daily with my English setter, Sadie, and my wife, Elizabeth, on the Danville, Virginia, Riverwalk. As a novice to studying nature, I am fascinated by the slightest facets of the great outdoors, but most of my pictures are of birds - I don't know a lot about them, but I am learning more and enjoying taking pictures of them daily. I also take pictures of plants, other animals, and insects. All pictures posted for each day were taken on the day of my blog entry.

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Tuesday, March 30, 2010


This morning I was privileged to be within 20 yards of a beautiful osprey. It was flying towards me, just over my head. It had something in its talons - I couldn't tell whether it was food or part of its shelter (nest) that it is building across the river. UNFORTUNATELY, I was taking pictures of geese, and I didn't get my camera up fast enough to capture the moment. Oh well, there will be other times, and the geese pictures weren't bad.

It was quiet on the Riverwalk this morning, but I noticed something that I have noticed for a number of years but tried to avoid - TRASH. After heavy rains and flooding the river produces some very odd objects. I have turned my days of observing into a sonnet, below:


The flooding river offers much debris
That comes from distances both far and near.
Observe the limbs of mighty fallen trees
And even tires and broken furniture.

The holidays present some objects lost -
A plastic Santa and a Christmas tree.
At Easter time some lilies and a cross
Move down the river floating fast and free.

Today I saw a football and a jar
Of glass, unlabeled but a jar unique;
The jar had floated near the shore, not far,
And made strange sounds as if it had to speak:

"Slow down this river, please, for my own sake;
'Cause when I hit the dam I fear I'll break."

It was another good day on the Riverwalk.

1 comment:

  1. I love poetry that seems to be about nothing in particular and then end up saying so much. The flow is flawless. Beautiful job!