And a more classic pose. Thank you, heron!
The trees along the Riverwalk are gorgeous and cooling and soothing. This is from two evenings ago, busy and noisy at the end of the day…
…wait. Do you see a bird?
Even the squirrels are huge in Texas.
I volunteered at the Wooden Boat Festival yesterday. The children’s boatbuilding was very busy. This future sailor is working on design and navigation.
Early Saturday, the fog is rolling up over Marrowstone Island, with the distant Cascades showing above the fog line.
…to land in a tree across the street from me. She cranes her neck to look at me. Am I a weird relative? Am I holding a bird captive? Where are my wings?
Where are my wings? I want to know too.