Secrets

Two giant egrets resting on a branch. I craned my neck to listen.

"Did you hear what happened to Mary Lou?"

"The pelican or the wood stork?"

"Neither!!...Mary Lou the little snowy egret."

"Oh yeah...her."

"She was hanging ou at the public beach..."

"Wait!!!...she was at the public beach?"

"Yeah...she hangs out right near that whimsical sign...LIVE WITH EGRETS...NOT REGRETS."

"I can't believe this! Tell me more!!!"

"She was begging for food from the tourists..."

"MARY LOU BEGGING? Say it ain't so!!!"

"Come to find out...she's a meat-eater. When she got done with that hot dog...she was covered in red and yellow, and I don't think she will relish picking those tiny little green things out of her feathers!"

"You can't tell...but my insides are splitting! It's raising the hair on the back of my neck! If I'm not careful...I'm going to snort like a heron! Ohhh...I wish I could have seen that. Must have been hilarious!!"

I thought both herons and egrets were very territorial, but at one time on this bush there were 8 egrets. Must have been some kind of morning truce.

Click on large for a look at her rib-tickling feather-raising neck.