Harry, remind me, what are we waiting in line for?
AN HOUR SATURDAY MORNING AT THE LAKE IN TRADITION, PORT SAINT LUCIE
You think it’s easy having feet this big. You try finding comfortable kids shoes in my size.
Being a teenager is a living hell. You’re not a kid, you’re not an adult. I can’t wait to grow up.
They say I’m a Little Blue Heron, but if I am blue, I am seriously colorblind!
Look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it. That’s what I always say.
I gotta tell you Joey, hanging around with adults is like a total snoozefest.
Mom and Dad say when I grow up everyone is going to salute me. How nuts is that?
As you know, all of my photos are taken from my backyard which overlooks a wetland. For those who have ever considered living with birds (or photographing them) the home next door to ours, with the same view is now for sale by its owner: https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/10372-SW-Ligustrum-Dr-Port-Saint-Lucie-FL-34987/251240270_zpid/.
Mommy said I could grow up to be Snow White.
Why did I listen to your father when he said I could teach you to fly, who needs flyer’s ed.
Quoth the raven, nevermore. Now lets see you read Poe standing on one leg.