Yesterday we got blue holes! It was supposed to be totally gray and rainy, and when the forecast calls for a totally gray blanket and instead I see blue holes poking through it at 8:00am, I know better than to stay inside. When you see blue holes, you cannot dilly dally or lollygag, thinking maybe it will still be nice at 9 or 10 am -- oh, no -- you must GET OUTSIDE RIGHT NOW.
So I tossed Truman in the car and down we went to the Montlake Fill.
I checked on the hummingbird nest that Connie pointed out to me last Saturday, and was delighted to find a slightly different angle where I could snap a photo without a twig in the way:
We ran across Connie, who was just finishing up her birding for the day, and sat and chatted for a while. She told me there was a Green Heron in the little cove by the Conibear Shellhouse, so I went over there. Truman was not thrilled that I took a different route than usual.
I did not see the Green Heron, but there were at least six Great Blue Herons there, including this pair:
And this one:
Truman kept trying to point out to me that we were going the wrong way:
But before I turned around and went the right way, I had to snap a pic of this lovely Bufflehead:
Finally I turned to head back towards the correct path, and Truman was appeased.
Today, sadly, the skies are a solid gray blanket again. If any blue holes puncture it any time soon, you know where I'll be.
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