Patted myself on the back and grateful I can even do it.
Now the first arrivals…drum roll please……………..
The Alaska State Bird (ummmm not really but sort of)
The first hatch of the mosquito are large and slow, like this one,
whom I caught quite nicely even with camera in hand.
Later hatches will produce smaller, faster, more numerous by a hundred fold,
no make that a thousand, hell million fold,
and much more voracious little parasitic blood suckers
(all females they are here apparently put here to reproduce and feed the food chain,
of which I sometimes I wish I wasn’t such a part of).
It’s worth giving a little blood though, to get out and see some water actually flowing!
The Mew Gulls were the first arrivals at Potter Marsh just south of here.
Gulls, like many of us, have a sordid reputation, for whatever reason.
I find these birds pretty, magnificent in flight, and successful in their environment,
all good things I think.
This one I call True Love…
I am getting around as I can, not leaving many comments, but know I am checking up on you K?
This is a good tune, True Love, by a little lady with a very big voice.