Mom, Dad, and a kid standing in the shallows.
Sharing their space with a family of Sandhill Cranes.
Sandhill Cranes look pretty big, they’re 3 ½ feet tall, until they’re standing next to Whoopers. Whooping Cranes are 5 feet tall, like Judy.
…why I’m inside on such a nice day.
It’s because it’s so bright outside it’s hard to see the computer screen if I’m at the picnic table.
Went into town, Rockport, for dinner at Mac’s Barbeque. Just as fine as always. Admired this fishing pier.
And stopped by a shop to visit with our old friend Dovie.
Any by “old”, I mean 97. Dovie painted the whooping cranes on that jacket that Judy is wearing about 25 years ago. We’ve been friends for that long.
Now we’re at Goose Island State Park.
https://www.google.com/maps/@28.1344817,-96.9935125,15z?entry=ttu
Move in day.
Three hours north. Got set up before sundown. It should be a little chilly tonight, but warmer after that.
A treat. Coffee, homemade cinnamon rolls, and eggs for breakfast. Yum. Sweet! The eggs were so we could feel a little better about ourselves after.
Maybe we should have had some oatmeal too.
You can see how small he is compared to the gulls behind him. He looks a lot like the semipalmated plover, but the color is a little lighter and the legs are more yellow.
Piping Plover.
