Friday, May 18, 2012
I parked by the blue heron rookery this morning. High in the pine trees I could see the nests and some heads of the birds. Nothing much was happening except for the low rumble of chattering from the birds. I had to turn off my car engine to hear them. I always feel happy when I see that they are thriving in this neighborhood of houses, kids and cars.
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