The Little blue Heron was seen along the edge of the flooded area back near the tree lines and brush. Imagine my surprise when at first I thought that the dark bird I was watching at a distance was not a crow, it wasn't a crow but a Little Blue Heron, a life bird for me!
I have gone to this area several times since but I have not seen the little heron again.
Hi Anna,
ReplyDeleteIn the midst of a huge change in my life, I am also slipping back into blogging and paying attention to old friends. Don and I are leaving California in 18 days. We sold our home and are moving to SE Missouri to be closer to our children and grandchildren. Exciting times ahead.
I also have a new blog to reflect this new circumstance. It's called "A California Girl Meets the Bootheel".