Sunday, August 09, 2009

Another day, another earth-shaking thunderstorm, ho-hum. In the late afternoon, encouraged by a deceptively cool breeze, I went to Beechwood. The heat wasn't bad but the humidity, whew. I might as well have been at the bottom of the pond. I pulled a small amount of tansy and QAL, but welcomed the chance to quit when a great blue heron croaked and flapped to the top of the dead tree.

Herons know they're cool:

Look at that bill! Yikes! The bird settled in for a lengthy grooming session ...

... punctuated by bouts of scratching. Scratch, scratch, scratch:

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