The summer is almost over, and I am ready for autumn to begin (DC summers are entirely too hot, humid, and, lately, temperamental for comfort). Here is a memory of early summer, before it became its usual impossible self, from one of my favorite places to watch the seasons turn: Dyke Marsh Wildlife Preserve, a small but important remnant of freshwater tidal wetlands and a birdwatcher’s paradise in the DC/Northern Virginia area.
Ready for the plunge!
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I love this! So sweet and the little feller looks so all alone; hope the family was nearby! Thanks also for liking a recent post of mine “Death Hollow, Utah”.