Thusie, I'se a sad, sad heron.
The pretty lady with the white guns, she told me to to go
North, and I would see you.
I went north to the other side
of the creek. I don't see you!
I'se so scared. The grass it
helps with the North wind, but
I want to go home.
That lady, she sure is pretty,
but she scares me!!! And she
lied to me, telling me you were
North. Now I'm North, and I is lost!!!
Your ex friend the Great Blue Heron
I did take photos today, but I felt it was urgent that I deliver this message from the Great Blue Heron. Since yesterday, when I took this photo, he has moved northeast, and I feel his sense of direction may be lacking.