We Love Our Great Blue Heron

He is the old man of the lagoon and we have watched him perch on that same bench and fish the waters for years. It was with great sadness that day after day he was nowhere to be found —until today! There he was, unmistakeable feathered neck and regal as ever as he sat basking in the son in his favorite spot. We suspect with that good looking, manly mane of feathers, the hens have been keeping him busy. Now our trips to the park feel complete!