Note him, surveying the area from atop the small bouy in the center
of the lake (and photo).
For the second consecutive week, I stopped by Lake Riley at nearby Cobbs Hill Park on my way home from getting coffee to see if the Heron was home. It was a little later in the morning this weekend and there was already a fair degree of activity in the park, with the baseball diamond adjacent to the "lake" beginning to fill with teenagers for what appeared to be a summer league game. This did not seem to bother the Lake Riley Heron, who by this time is likely used to all the hubbub that comes with hanging around a popular tanning-playing-hanging body of artificial water.
skies to reveal our subject in a bright light.
Breathe in, breathe out… YOU AND I ARE ALIVE!
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