Last night's impromptu evening walk was a bit of a gamble. I offered the hope of seeing herons and egrets come in to roost at Borden's Pond and crossed my fingers. We were met with a pageant of evening spectacles...one wondrous moment after another! The afternoon clouds gave way to clear shafts of evening light that set the lotus fields aglow and deepened the colors of all the trailside wildflowers. Then we were greeted by wild whistling and the determined flight of the now famed, but rare black-bellied whistling duck as he took off near us to fly two large rotations around the impoundments, calling all the while.
My thanks to Janice Koskey for the use of her beautiful photos. I mistakenly left my camera card at home last night!