These colors illuminate the spanish moss filled leafless trees of winter on the Wacissa River.
Spring mating birds are beginning to return . I saw and heard many gallinules in what we call purple gallinule alley on my Sunday trip. I am like the samaritan woman at the well, in the middle of day. I hide from the puzzling complexities of life out here.
Perfect feet for log balancing...
"Oh... geez...watchout, I'm falling! Don't tip me off! I'm losing my balance! Yikes!
He's merely an ibis! What do I care....
These colors illuminate the spanish moss filled leafless trees of winter on the Wacissa River.
Spring mating birds are beginning to return . I saw and heard many gallinules in what we call purple gallinule alley on my Sunday trip. I am like the samaritan woman at the well, in the middle of day. I hide from the puzzling complexities of life out here. 
Perfect feet for log balancing... 
"Oh... geez...watchout, I'm falling! Don't tip me off! I'm losing my balance! Yikes!
He's merely an ibis! What do I care....
Those pinkish flowers in the first picture are just delightful. Send me some. Or at least think about sending me some.....
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