|Myron desperately wanted to tell her where she could "go fish," but he controlled himself.|
A few weeks back, I visited a nearby nature preserve and took part in a small beautification effort. There was a great egret in a clearing we had just made. He stood absolutely still with just his head bobbing ever so slightly. Our guide informed us that he was probably hunting for frogs. I hope this egret doesn't make a meal of one of these guys. Watch out, Stumpy Stan. He's got his eye on you.