Spread your wings....
The setting full moon in the predawn blue hour appears as a bright orange glowing ball over the treetops. We had a nice gentle soaking rain last night giving the spring foliage a much needed quenching. The coffee pot is ready, its familiar aroma fills the air. Time to head for the dock.
The tide is low, the outgoing flow is channeled into a small muddy streams. This makes the minnow hunting much easier for the various herons and egrets, which count them as daily fare provided free of charge from our Maker. I wonder how they know each day just when will be the best time for fishing? They don’t have watches as far as I know (but since I retired, neither do I). A Great Egret glides gracefully over the marsh grass and lowers its feet. As it spreads those broad white wings to land I capture the touchdown as its feet reach for the muddy bottom. Later I watch as George, the Yellow Crowned Night Heron and his mate Georgia, hunt for small blue crabs. The Editor and I have been entertained watching George doing his classic mating displays (however, not close enough yet for a photo op). While one of my dear friends and shipmates writes of mowing grass in snow flurries in Wisconsin, I watch snow of a different kind. A Snowy Egret stalks the waters edge in its daily quest for food. Like all good aviators it does a thorough wing inspection before spreading its wings and taking flight for other parts unknown.
Got your wings ready? As I read the news about the deteriorating and fast changing world situation, I can only imagine the day soon coming when those who watch and wait do a final check and inspection before leaving for parts unknown (but eagerly anticipated). Blessings. Harry