The Barking Dog

We were gliding effortlessly through the water of the resevoir. I was sitting in the front of the canoe, the place for an up-close view of nature. I began to notice the birds floating  beside us, others diving into the depths of the water, and other birds taking flight like a rockets from the water’s surface. The trees on the shore looked so small, like miniature trees in a model train landscape. It was peaceful on the water. My senses were being