There are Oak stands too, which is where I found this little guy. No bigger than a match stick.
A last glimpse of the enchanted hills of Mayo. May we soon come back to laugh and sing and to tell tall tales.
Then again, how was I to know that it was lunch time for Herons? Good thing I had the camera ready at all times.
This wood duck was nice enough to drift by slowly so I could frame him with the stump.
Nature's Serene Beauty
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