I went to the beach this afternoon, my favorite spot at Sportsmen's Lake. The river is very low, exposing as much of the nice sand as ever. I took a beach towel and just lay on the sand for a while, and then I walked around. A couple of hundred yards away was a scene out of a coffee table book. The river itself was very nice, and no works of man intruded on the view. About five deer were playing at the edge of the water. A heron was in the water near them. They were far enough away that neither deer nor heron noticed me at all. I didn't bring a camera, so I have to settle for writing about it.