I called fellow volunteers Lynn and Barry this morning to see if they would like to go with me to the High Island, TX, rookery this afternoon. They were up for the adventure, so off we went about 3:00 in the afternoon. I hadn’t been to this Houston Audubon site since before hurricane Ike hit in 2008, so I wasn’t sure what to expect. I’ll talk more about this site in a later post, but tonight it’s getting late, and I’m feeling a little whimsical. So the post will mostly be pictures.
I’ve had two people especially in mind while writing this. Sue, for her joy in seeing roseate spoonbills, and Sherry, for her deep love of nature in general. I’m thinking they’ll forgive my anthropomorphism.
When we eventually arrived at the rookery, it appeared that most of the spoonbills were having a siesta. Things were about to change, however.
“Bubba, wake up! It’s time for us to start building a nest!”
“What’s that Lula Belle?”
“Okay, I’ll start looking around.”
“Look right down there!”
“I just can’t seem to get it loose, darling.”
“Oh, forget it! We’ll try again tomorrow…” “Yes, dear.”
Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later, Judy