Those of you who have followed The Marmelade Gypsy for a year or more will be familiar with my favorite Big Bird (OK, my second favorite -- my favorite is the "real" Big Bird!") I call him Harry the Heron and he lives at what I call the Ditch (a series of ponds created by the city for water runoff.)
Well, Harry is back! And he was hungry.
He was hunting, big time!
The dive for the big catch!
And very lucky indeed!
He wasn't the only bird at the ditch. The geese are out in force. If you look to the right below, you'll see this one is nesting.
And this one, too.
But it is Harry that stops me in my tracks.
And it does mean that spring is really here, even if it's sometimes in disguise.
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