“Hope” is the thing with feathers,
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops ... at all
- Emily Dickenson
Tuesday, March 10, 2020
This is a fraction of what I took today. There was a courting pair of Green Herons at South Padre WBC. They were relatively close, preoccupied by their courting rituals, nest building and seemed oblivious to our presence.
These are one of my favorite birds. I love their feather patterns and colors. - G.