When I drove past the heron nests yesterday morning, I immediately knew something was different. Monday night, there were three nests in the tree tops. Yesterday morning, there were only two. There were still three birds, but one was sitting on the branch of the tree where had sat the third nest. I am very sad…there is nowhere to pull over as I drive across the swamp, but I haven’t been able to spot any nest wreckage down on the ground. Hope there were no babies in the nest yet. Wonder what happens to the heron that would have had a clutch full of baby herons in the nest?
Happily married for a million years, Grammy, Mom and Mum-in-Law, kitties Sophie and Phoebe and best dog in the world Boo! Community theater actor and director, currently on sabbatical. Happy library volunteer and amateur (translated to lover of) photographing nature. Avid reader (via Kindle on my iPhone) of fiction. In love with Midcoast Maine.