There’s a Nuthatch skipping up the trunk of a tree. A Kingfisher is chattering as it skims across the water. A family of ducks is paddling out from the swamp. And an Osprey was gliding into the branches of a tall White Pine on the eastern and then the western shore of the lake. The sky is gray. A gentle rain is falling, leaving circular ripples on the water in the lake, dropping drips thru the canopy of maple and pine.
The fair and industrious Trudy is on a Teams call sitting in her remote office that looks out on the lake. Her boss posted her picture into the meeting for everyone to see.
“It’s pretty amazing,” he says to her, “how productive you have been in such a beautiful place.”