Last Friday, on my way to exercise, I saw one last heron in the redesigned conservation area at the end of my road.
I thought that all the herons and egrets had made the trek home, but here was one last tall, dark, elegant bird, looking for his breakfast.
I love my cardinals, and the junkos, and chickadees, and blue jays, but I'll be waiting for the return of the herons and egrets.
