Yesterday when I went to the neighborhood pond, a familiar Great Blue Heron was standing on the trash guard of the stand pipe. After I arrived, he majestically flew away, and then a Green Heron, who I'd never seen before, flew out of a bush and across the pond to another bush.
We had substantial rains over the past week which rose the water level up by about 2'.
And on a sadder note, Wally, my buddy HSB, shed his mortal coils and left this world. He was 24" or so, and maybe 6 lbs. esshup may post a picture of him for me. Wally, "if I don't see you no more on this world, I'll meet you on the next one, and don't be late. Don't be late.'
Excerpt from Robert Crais' "The Monkey's Raincoat:" "She took another microscopic bite of her sandwich, then pushed it away. Maybe she absorbed nutrients from her surroundings."