The Heron
It has been cooling in the afternoon, and six p.m. hikes have become a wonderful reward when I can get away from the writing and grading papers. It was towards the end of such a hike last week when we came across this Great Blue Heron. I stopped to let Sandy cool off in the pool running over from one of the brackish creeks at Oleta River State Park. I looked up and saw the heron:
Sunset bike ride












