Reddish Heron

At the end of a quarter-mile board walk through a mangrove swamp, I found myself on a platform in shallow water with a 180 degree view of the Gulf of Mexico.  Sounds of Sarasota did not penetrate this site.  Dawn was breaking, and birds were noisily swarming in the sky.  Gradually, the wading birds began … Continue reading Reddish Heron