Smooth waters. (Click picture for larger view)
"O magic sleep!The smooth waters in the area around Williamsburg, home to crab and fish; the marshes of summer gone but the blue heron remains. He stands in the smooth glassy water, waiting; still and motionless until his next meal is sighted. Then a quick stab at the water and another small fish meets its fate. The water, temporarily disturbed with ripples moving outward, soon quiets and again becomes smooth and still. Another day ends.
O comfortable bird,
That broodest o'er the troubled sea of the mind
Till it is hush'd and smooth!"
~ John Keats (English poet)
Submission for PhotoFriday topic "smooth". (end of post)