“Have you noticed how nobody ever looks up? Nobody looks at chimneys, or trees against the sky, or the tops of buildings. Everybody just looks down at the pavement or their shoes. The whole world could pass them by and most people wouldn’t notice.”
― Julie Andrews Edwards, The Last of the Really Great Whangdoodles
We just returned from a week’s trip down the Rio San Juan in Nicaragua. It is a 192.06 km river that flows east out of Lake Cocibolca into the Caribbean Sea. What a spectacular river it is! So full of life. But, you have to LOOK UP.
On the Rio Bartola, one of the thousand tributaries of the Rio San Juan, we met another boat. They are all pointing up at something. What could it be?
Are they admiring vines creeping upward into a canopy of delight?
Were they pointing at the Howler monkeys screeching in the treetops?
Or were they curious about these hanging nests gently swaying in the breeze?
Mama Oro Pendula yodels at her visitors below.
Maybe they spotted a scarlet macaw?
Or possibly the iguanas sunning themselves high in the jungle canopy?
Then again, maybe they saw a cormorant scouting for his breakfast…
or drying his wings after a dip into the Rio.
What IS everyone looking at?
“Is it me?” hummed the hummingbird.
“No,” replied the little guy that hitched a ride on the bow of our boat. “It’s beautiful, beautiful ME.”
And we all glided peacefully into the sunset on the Rio San Juan so full of life and wonder.
Look Up! The whole world could have passed us by on this incredible river journey and we never would have noticed if we hadn’t Looked Up.