Fern

My oldest daughter invited the hubster and I to join them on a hike which happens to be one of my favourite things to do on a Sunday.  British Columbia has many mountains and forests to explore so this time we headed about an hour northeast of where we live.  At one point we were crossing a foot bridge and as I looked down to the rushing river, I saw this single fern resting on a flat rock.  With the dappled sunlight it seemed highlighted and caught my attention.  Even though the water was busy and swirling around the rock, the fern never moved.  There was something I just loved about that.

Such a good day.