I've been recovering since my fall at sunset.
I sort of lost my nerve when I recently fell from a cattail while observing the sunset. It was dark and damp and I didn't think Beth would find me.
So I have returned to the same area to "get back on that horse". But I chose a sunrise. I figured if I fell from my viewing spot, Beth would have all day to search for me.
Took a while to find a good spot.
I came down from my high perch as the sun lifted. I found a good bouncy cluster of grasses.
I sat there while the sun warmed my fur. And I never fell off!
My mom gave me this tiny bear over 25 years ago... because I like small things.