Interesting (well mildly interesting) things have been happening on my river this week. It started early this week when I woke up to fog so thick I couldn't see the trees on the other side of the river, When I turned on the morning news the weather man was saying that visibility was down to one tenth of a mile. I knew that was true. As the fog lifted, the trees across the river took on that lovely misty look of a Japanese painting. Later, when the fog was all gone I discovered a long (20 ft. +/-) strip of wire or rope of some sort looped between two bushes hanging over the river in a long curve. I have no idea what this wire is or if it was put there deliberately or landed there accidentally. It seems precisely placed but I can't see any likely use for it.
Mid-week my crane came back. Each year, just about this time, a lovely graceful, long-necked white crane shows up swimming and wading along the north bank of the river. I've only ever seen one. Perhaps it's a mommy crane who needs a quiet retreat before she gathers up her flock and heads south. Or perhaps it's a scout sent out to see if the St. Mary's is a likely place for a rest stop for the flock. Evidently my river doesn't meet requirements because after a day or two the crane will be gone until next year. But, any day now, the geese will be back. They announce their return loudly and early in the morning. Geese are not subtle.
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