Day 86

March 27, 2022

I am wiped out.

I'm not sure how to articulate the feelings I had today brought on by the productions yesterday.  I was spent and mind body separated and wanting oatmeal raisin cookies by the dozen.  I needed to be alone and to surround myself in my safe friends and be on the couch, but go take pictures.  So I did it all.  

Yesterday was magical and cathartic and just the beginning.  I can't wait to see where it takes us.  I've been thinking about how to weave Fritz's and my story into the mix, and there are 2 others from the interviews that add another flavor to the stew.  These stories are compelling and they hold together.

There are 6 herons taking up 4 nests so more are on their way.

Love was all over the rookery.  I saw 2 pair of wood ducks and several common mergansers.  There were a lot of hawks flying around.  5 vultures  were over the Cove, and my friend saw 9 bald eagles on his canoe trip on the Connecticut.  

There were maybe 30 swans in the cove with these guys.  

And then the almighty crow who I had to photograph in honor of Annie.