Today, I am back to showing you some more of the many, many photos I took while we were recently
in Florida.
As you know...
I am totally, hopelessly and utterly
in love
with all of Florida's
tropical birds.
On this trip, we stayed across the street from the ocean
yet on a causeway.
We loved our little hotel and with the economic cost
and perfect location,
we had a surprise delight.
As mentioned a few posts ago, we had the pleasure of
three tropical birds visiting us several times a day
right at the tiny little pool
where we sunbathed.
The fisherman on the causeway had no doubt tamed them
by feeding them bait or fish remains after cleaning the fish
but
I didn't care HOW they got tamed...
I was just glad they were.
We had three that visited us.
A great heron I named Harry, a large Ibis I called Herbie
and
a smaller Ibis I called Howie.
Don't tell them....
but Harry, the Great Heron
was my favorite.
Here, the Great Herons are very shy and it is a thrill to even SEE one, much less get a photo of one.
So, when Harry showed up, I was beside myself!!
So today, I devote the entire post to my new friend Harry.
Here he is just hanging out at the pool:
(Isn't he GORGEOUS???)
Help me Rhonda!
LOOK
at his face!!:
He "had me" when I saw that long, single feather sprouting from the back of his head.
He KNEW he was beautiful.
He was forever
primping himself.
Or
he had bugs.
(Let's not think about that now.)
Love is blind.
My Harry would NEVER have bugs....
Here he is at his favorite past-time: primping:
Notice he didn't remove the feather sticking out of his side.
I like that about Harry.
He likes a "signature look".
Did I mention that ONE HEAD FEATHER that hangs long on the back of his head yet?:
See?
You're kinda fallin' for him too,
aren't you?
You can't have him.
He's MINE!!
With his signature look:
O.K.
I know he's a goof....
primping all the time:
(Warning: Small children and people over 30: do NOT try that position at home!)
Help me Rhonda (again!)
Look at his head crest!!:
(I am IN LOVE. Even if he is itchy and scratches himself all the time....Don't most men?)
I repeat. Do NOT try this at home:
My husband knows about Harry and I.
He is extremely tolerant of that kind of thing.
He knows to keep me, he has to share me with Harry.
And he knows me so well, that he let me have a few moments alone with Harry
before we left Florida.
I was very sad.
I think even Harry had a tear in his eye...
oh wait....
that might have been a bug......
What. Ever.
I told him I would be back to see him again.
And, I will...
I can't help myself.
I
am
smitten
with
him.
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