Tranquility Base: Holston River - September 12, 2009

Tranquility base here! The peace and beauty of the early morning is often my tanquility base. If that peace is to be interrupted, let it be the whistle of wingbeats or the quack of a low-flying hen cutting across the top of the fog to break the silence. And, occassionally, the thunder from the old Red Label Ruger Over and Under is a welcomed disturbance.

It was the wood duck, not the eagle that landed this mid-September morn. While peace and quiet were momentarily shattered, as surely as the sun rose, the Holston returned to tanquility base.