Deon Pollett's Blog – May 2011 Archive (1)

A grebe went swimming by and I asked myself what word rimes with Grebe?  The beautiful proud beak with her head held high reminded me of a self-important CEO I once knew.  Then she dove down into the water and didn’t come up for what seemed like several minutes.  She popped up about 50 feet away from where she had entered the water and looked around.  At that moment it reminded me of a hunter.  Was she hunting for something or just being aware.

Her white breast glistened off the rays…