Like a trusted friend the marina is always there for me. Whenever I’m short on time I know a quick trip to this little shorebird oasis will provide a few photos, and on occasion a touch of drama. I got a kick watching the dynamics between the egret and heron above as they jostled over territory. The egret won out in the end, but then the heron turned its frustration on another heron, chasing it away. (On a side note, notice how the egret’s legs rest on the steel frame and its feet dangle over the edge. Fascinating.)
The bird population here is still good and well represented. The Green Heron are still plentiful–at least four or five. The Snowy Egret, Little Blue Heron and Yellow-crowned Night Heron all present an accounted for. Oops, almost forgot the little sandpiper.
My gratitude, tonight, for the things (and friends) we can depend upon in a pinch. They sure make life easier.
Green Thought: “There is a way that nature speaks, that land speaks. Most of the time we are simply not patient enough, quiet enough, to pay attention to the story.”
― Linda Hogan