Over the weekend we had a nasty winter storm with approximately 40 cm of snow. It was windy and miserable. How the ducks and little birds and migratory birds that missed the memo to go before the storm arrived, survive, is beyond me.
On our way home from supper I spotted the Heron on the public dock at the beach so I sent Hubby home for the camera and back we went. I didn’t find him right away and when I did, this little guy waited patiently until I noticed him, then left.
CRUMBLING MEMORIES 