We dodged a bullet with Tropical Storm Colin last week. A neighbor’s tree fell over on the power lines but didn’t snap them. We never even lost power. Amazing! The Guardian Angels were busy. What we didn’t miss out on though was a great visit with cousin Joe and his lovely wife Julie and son Jordon. Cousin Joe got to see and meet his favorite bird “George” also.
George, the Yellow-crowned Night Heron is one of the few birds we have been seeing lately. A pair of Great Egrets, and the Tricolored Heron also make daily visits to the dock. Other marsh birds are few and far between. Getting low on the floating dock to watch the Tricolored Heron hunt for minnows gives me a bird’s eye view. Although I have photographed this bird hunt before, this time I used my new birthday present lens I got from the Editor. The Tricolored Heron is still showing the breeding plumage with the blue beak, maroon legs and white crown feather on top of the head. I watch the heron stalk the edge of the stream at low tide. Its head sways from side to side as it looks for a tasty minnow or shrimp. The neck curls back and then snaps forward like a dart or arrow flying. MISSED! "I can’t believe I missed that minnow" seems to be the thoughts and look in its eye as it comes up dripping water from its beak with no breakfast snack. Undaunted, the heron stalks again and this time it didn’t miss! Breakfast on the Broward, courtesy of the daily hand of God.
We too sometimes miss the mark. Whether it is at work, in our home, in our marriage, there are just times we don’t achieve what we started out to do. Sometimes we don’t know why either. You can do everything seemingly right and still not get it. Don’t be discouraged. God always gives us another chance, and then some more. Blessings. Harry