I’m told in Florida all herons — blue and white–are known to the Old Timers as “Old Joe”, which amuses me no end. I consider saying something like “I seen ole Joe down to the pond before.” to see how it sounds.
Yah, I like that.
2.) Rock Harbor afternoon.
3.) One of the new class: this frog is one of a number who’ve made their way across the wild woods from the Big Pond, recently arrived to seek their fortunes on the foreign shores of our little plastic fish pond. I think it must be the sound of the waterfall that draws them when the Rain comes.