I was chased away from the wetland area – told if I didn’t have a “slip,” I didn’t belong. So I have decided I will imitate my birds. I’ll disappear for a few days, and then make an unexpected return visit. Perhaps someone will be as excited about my return, as I am about my birds’–and hope they aren’t excited enough to call the police.
After being shooed away, I ventured over to an area under the Seabrook/Kemah bridge – yet another marina with “Private Road” signs posted everywhere, and this one with video surveillance. Geez – I’m starting to get a complex. All I want to do is enjoy a little wildlife and snap a few photos. I’ll keep at it until they run me off. Now, I can honestly say, “I’ve been thrown out of better places.”
The snowy egret, going about its business, wasn’t the least concerned about surveillance. Such eye-candy, especially with the calm water as a backdrop. The egret is so remarkably sculpted, and yet totally utilitarian–the S curve of the neck; the long, jointed legs; the yellow feet that can grasp that rock so firmly and hold itself steady. A work of art!
Oh, and one update from the watering hole- there’s something brewing with the mallards. The female was very defensive when I accidentally wandered too close, and she didn’t back off. I wouldn’t be surprised if there aren’t babies soon. Hope I’m up for it. The last attempt was such a heartbreaker.
Green Thought: If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive. ~Eleonora Duse