|Several egrets appear to have constructed nests along the Beaver River that runs through the valley |
below my home. Nearing the river yesterday just before the bridge, I saw the one in the top photograph
hunting. As I looked more closely I saw another. However when I got out of my car, the furthest one flew
away and I missed the photo of it in flight.
I went onto the bridge and caught the second photo and was amazed to see a number of egrets
further along behind the one in the forefront.
I missed shots of a great blue heron and another bird which looked like a cormorant but was blue backed - the light perhaps shining off its feathers?
What I noticed most though was the quiet and the peace. The river flowed quickly in the centre, current readily visible, but except for the occasional call of a bird, a couple of grackles - one feeding another possibly a youngster on a log at the river's edge, there was quiet. I could have been a million miles from civilization. The swamp takes on an eerie look in mid-summer with algae collecting at the edges but it was the peace, the feeling of being part of something very special that will stay with me for a long time.