We decided to take a trip up to Ridgefield NWR on Sunday. It was steamy hot and the mosquitos were out in full force. At one point, one little charmer was determined to bite my eyelid, of all places. Drat. Remembered the sunscreen. Forgot the Deet.
Oh well, we had a great time. Not as birdy as I’d hoped but then again, I could have been distracted a bit slapping my legs and waving my arms around my head most of the time and missed some. Okay most. Even the coyote looks hot and by the end of the afternoon, I was convinced the kayakers had the right idea for a Sunday afternoon.