Return of the Alligators

Leaving work a little later than I'd hoped today led to a bit of a rush to get down to the sunset spot along my evening walk that I'd chosen to witness the passing of another day. As these things often do, it worked out for the best because a bit of jogging was required to get into place in a timely manner. This put some stress on the foot, and as far as I can tell, that fifth metatarsal help up under the strain. The view that awaited at the bottom of the top of the hill that I climbed to get there was worth it.

Sunset from Under I-10 - Daphne, AL

This was the view I was "rushing" to see, but just a little farther down the trail, I came upon this one.

Sunset on the Bayou - Daphne, AL

The bayou in this case is the languid outlet of D'Olive Creek in Daphne, AL, and this area has consistently yielded spectacular pictures. Even on breezy days, the wetland that D'Olive Creek meanders through on its path into Mobile Bay is sheltered from all but the most blustery of wind. The combination of marshland, the highway, calm water, and an exception view of the sky bring a serenity and warmth to the passing of the day.

I walked on down the trail, and encountered my first alligator of the season. Floating along down the middle of the creek with an air of indifference, it was like I'd come home to find and old friend waiting to catch up on what had happened over the cold season. The 'gator was a sign that the dark ages of winter were quickly receding in the rearview mirror, and the tropical heat of the Alabama summer was just around the corner. 

The 'gator was a good benchmark on the passage of time, and a symbol of optimism for what the universe may deliver tomorrow. As is my habit, I'm looking forward to seeing whatever may be brought my way.