You can stare at a pool of water (see the last photo in this series), and see nothing. Then, suddenly, you spot one frog. And another, and another. . . Interesting how perception works. Once your brain gets the pattern, then you really see. . .
I woke up at 4:30 this morning, and figured I might as well get out and enjoy the sunrise. But where? Thought the White Rock, BC, pier and Crescent Beach would be nice, and was rewarded for driving down.
There were several Great Blue Herons
Seal off the boat slip
Looking back up the pier
The view to the west
The view to the east
Looking north from Crescent Beach toward Vancouver
The hawk family we’ve been observing in Burnaby is getting close to splitting up. The kids are fledged, and while they’re still calling for their parents, we sense they’ll be off not too long from now.
It’s hard to see them with the trees fully leafed out, but we’ve been fortunate to spot them almost daily.
Gosh they are beautiful. And deserving of respect and privacy. So we never hang around or stare for more than a minute or two.