My son and a friend who had spent the night had convinced me to accompany them to the lake to search for snails as soon as they awoke.
That was about 6:30—well before my normal rising time.
We went over and found the previous night’s rainstorm had left the lake less transparent than it usually is that early in the day.
We could see the bottom out probably ten feet from shore, but I could find none of the tell tail snail trails that ended where the tiny snails stopped.
These are the snails that eat duck poop, which, in turn, results in something that causes swimmers itch.
But, no such luck.
I did get most of three newspapers read before I noticed a lovely white bird flying toward the tree which overhangs Crystal Lake at the west edge of Country Club Additions Property Owners Association’s property that is called Beach 7.
I got to the edge of the closest parking lot and took the picture you see.
As I snuck closer the egret became alarmed and flew off. I got a white smudge of a picture of one of the wings, but little more.
For those who can’t envision the tree where the egret landed and where generations of kids have loved to play in winter and summer, here’s a picture I took within the last week showing the setting sun’s rays shining through it.
The egret was standing on the branch sticking over the lake.