Watching WHO-13 early this a.m. meteorologist Megan shared this photo of a green heron sent in by a viewer.
She commented that she had never seen nor heard of a green heron. I could understand her reaction because I had the same experience.
The herons I was familiar with were the Great Blue Herons.
On July 9, 2021 we went to Mormon Trail Park and Lake near Bridgewater. I was standing on a dock, looking around when I saw a large bird in a tree about 30 feet away.
I tried taking a picture so I could identify it but I was aiming into the sun so this silhouette was all I had to go by.
It was a long time before I learned that the bird I saw that morning was a green heron.
Now I know them when I see them.
Where there's smoke......the view out my window yesterday afternoon. There is an area which stays too wet to mow with the big riding mower. The grass gets tall, then turns brown over winter, so they burn it off in the spring.
Rinse. Repeat
Yesterday morning Bud said he was going to Bomgaars for something. Did I want to go along to look for plants. Did I?
Even though I hadn't made up my mind whether or not to get plants this year, it didn't take me long to say yes.
I only got four, 4-packs of annuals (Snapdragons, Moss Rose, and two Verbenas) and this one larger pot of Dianthus Bank's Pink. This is the first time I've seen fringed Dianthus and could not pass them by.
By Friday I'll have them all potted and set around the deck and patio. (And probably gone back for more.)
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