Visits to the lake will soon be coming to an end and I fear that when I'm home, visits to Harry the Heron and Ellie the Egret will come to an end soon as well. But they are worth celebrating while we can.
So, first I grab a mask. I love my little mask station in the kitchen. It's easy to pull a clean one in a hurry. (I also have them hanging on the door knob, rear view mirror, in my purse.... no excuses.)
Today, I pick this one. It says "I wear a mask to make sure I'm alive to vote on November 3." (Although hopefully I'll be voting more like mid-October.)
Ellie was in her element, gracefully looking for fish in the pond.
She's very deliberate but when she has luck, she's quick!
Then, she's just as likely to fly to another spot...
And try her luck there!
Harry, too, is a cautious stalker.
He's as likely to hunt frogs as fish and I've seen him dig out both from the ponds.
Today, his luck seems a little less fruitful. Is that sadness in those sharp eyes?
And off he goes.
I love watching him fly.
I'll miss these two as off they go.
Seasons. They go so fast these days.