In Synch

For my husband on our Anniversary, May 19, 2010 “Look at how the turtles swim,” I say, as we stand in the wooden Japanese gazebo overlooking the muddy green pond below, while bumble bees buzz around the fragrant hanging purple wisteria and skim over the turtles moving by in tandem with their curious cross-synchronized breast stroke – first their front right and left back feet, then their opposite, paddling and pushing through the water. “That’s so they can stay on course,” you say, as you take my right hand in your left and we amble over the curved bridge, across the lawn to the vibrant azalea lined path, side by side and in step.