On Sunday morning Janice and I impulsively decided to meet up for a paddle at our local Lake Fred. It was a beautiful day and likely to be one of the last days this year with temperatures over 80 degrees. I quickly ran to the barn, pulled out Big Red, and set off.
I was amazed to get to the parking lot and see so few cars. There had been suggestions of rain due later in the afternoon but I couldn't think of any other reason why people weren't enjoying the water on this beautiful day. Janice was later in getting there so I put in and just bobbed about with my feet in the water. Once she arrived I paddled nearer to the bank and was amazed to almost come face to face with a stunning white egret. Usually these birds will fly at the first disturbance but this one just stood and didn't seem too alarmed, allowing me to quickly take some photos. Even Janice could lean over the bank and see it.
We'd been extremely fortunate with our animal sightings but I remarked to Janice that we hadn't seen any blue herons yet, and then as soon as we turned a corner, there one stood, silent and morionless on the bank.
The skies were darkening above us and small waves started rolling across the water. We spotted some kingfishers who were putting in a lot of noisy appearances but decided it would be best to head for the shore instead of following them. Some large drops of rain started falling, both Janice and I had thought it was water from our paddles, until we commented on it and realized the truth. We got the boats on our cars before it came down heavier, and finished the day with dinner and beer.