Something Fowl's afoot.

The other day, as I was pulling stuff out of the shed with the help of dicea, she suggested I pull the little wading pool I have out and fill it for my gay poly duck family.

I shrugged the way I do and muttered something like "what the hell" and did so.

Now I have not actually seen them yet in it, but there have been duck feathers in the pool so I will take it as a sign that at least one of the boys has used it.

However, I was in for a surprise this morning. As I was feeding the cats and the fish I happened to look out into the backyard and onto the pool. Chuck, Larry, nor Steve was in it. But Gulliver (so his name has been suggested), a great blue heron. He was standing in the pool, getting rained on, looking rather disgruntled. I have no clue why he was there, when there are large man made lake like things surrounding my housing development, that I'm sure have more suitable breakfast items (especially as the hoppy toads this year have not been as prevalent as in years past).

But I can now cross Great Blue Heron off my list of having seen close up (as opposed to flying).

Today I also spotted a woodpecker in a tree, rather than on the suet bell where I usually see them.