I escaped the heat of an early summer day in the lush green shaded walking trail at Olde Oak RV Park. The birds were singing and I felt peace and calm. It was all quite lovely. I paused to capture this image of the creek and my eyes anchored on a creature-like figure emerging from a refreshing dip in the water. I stared at it for several minutes. Curiosity brushed off any sense of panic or fear. I wondered if it was the famed Mothmans of this area. After detecting no motion or sign of life, I decided that it was a tree stump. As a side note, I have not been back for further verification. Additional photographic depictions are welcome.

Reflection of Olde Oak RV Park's owner's background serving in a nuclear submarine named in honor of George Washington and his other Washington connections.