It was raining. It didn’t look that bad when I got into my van. By the time I got to the stoplight at US 17 it was pouring. I thought it was maybe a scattered show. By the time I got over the Sidney-Lanier Bridge the bottom had dropped out. Looking around I could tell the day was a wash.
While I was over on Jekyll causeway, I ducked, well more like bushwacked, into one of my favorite places. A couple of years ago Georgia Power did some work on a power pole. This opened a path to a pond. It is a pond that the Roseate Spoonbills love. I was not disappointed. There were Wood Storks, herons, and Roseate Spoonbills.