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Back to The B…

I don’t know that I’ve ever had a poem read to me on Valentine’s Day before, especially while standing in a jungle, or so it appeared to my friend on FaceTime. That was the highpoint of the day, because the skies didn’t clear up, in fact it was raining when I pulled into the parking lot at Circle B Bar Reserve. I was on my way about 5 minutes after the thought crossed my mind to go this morning. Our weather doesn’t look great for the next few days and I was still hankering for that really terrific painted bunting photo. I needn’t have bothered though, seems the buntings haven’t been seen in a day or two so they may have moved on. And while it didn’t rain while I was there the sky stayed overcast. But I got myself out the door for a little while, and then it rained all the way home. And the days pass…

That tree full of vultures would make a nice Halloween scene.
Love the live oaks and Spanish moss.
A gray catbird perched for a photo.
Or two.
Or three.
Mrs. Cardinal visited off in the distance.
And so did the Mr.
I’m told that this is this owl’s favorite perch, and even after he was pointed out to me it look me quite a while to spot him. He was looking out towards the water and never turned around, but I hadn’t seen owls on my last few visits so I’m happy.

2 thoughts on “Back to The B…”

    1. With only rain and dreary skies to worry about I have lots less excuse to sit in the house than you do. And I was out, but not getting exercise. I was afraid to go far from the car in case it really rained, not that I would melt, but I’m afraid the camera would.

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