Well, there were birds.  It’s just that taking the umpteenth picture of geese wading, flying, or doing whatever geese do, on this day, was not what I set out to do.  There were pairs of mallards floating about, a merganser here and there, even a Northern Shoveler that was just a bit too far.  Huntley Meadows on a sunny, cold morning in late February.

What to do?  The morning frost was melting away.  There were leaves on the trees, on the ground.  There was water.  There was the glorious sun.  And there are still some pictures to be had.