great herons

Jacque, Josie and I went for a walk on sunday afternoon. There is a tree that houses bird's nests...specifically, heron's nests. Each year they come cruising back in and fortify their twiggy townhouses. Now, every year that I pass this spot on the bike path, people are standing around goggling, quite often in the middle of the path. Quite frequently I get a little (or a lot, depending) irritated. It's not a parking lot, people. Some people use the bench that's set back just a little ways, that's nice. Well now I understand why it is easy to forget that you are in a trafficked area...the herons are so majestic, the whole scene is so grand, to lose yourself is no difficult task.

Oh, and in case you're wondering where the requisite Josie-Videos are...I just haven't had time to upload them yet. Worry not, they're on the way.