In the southeastern part of Virginia, there is water everywhere.
To the east, the Atlantic Ocean.
To the north, the Chesapeake Bay. And as the Bay meets the Ocean, tidal rivers and
brackish creeks branch off from them and criss-cross the land,
leaving small lakes, waterways, swamps, ponds, and marshes.
On some days, the waters are calm and shine like glass.
Here is a pond near where I live.
And here is a nearby marsh after the tide has come in.
At low tide, this water gradually goes out, returning to the Elizabeth River.
There is something peaceful and comforting about still waters.