It was nice and warm yesterday and we didn't leave it (the park) at all. Got an hour or more at the pool reading in a lounge chair. In the evening we went to BINGO! Yes we did. Didn't win anything but did learn what can keep over a hundred senior citizens quiet for minutes on end - the sound of the bingo machine starting to roll.
Here. Is Sally's other poem. Again rights are reserved.

       BLUE HERON

He glides in at dusk

no great thrusting flight,

just a quick correction to contact,

then a settling of wings.

Enough day glow left

for me to see him

stand there, reflection wavering

in the onshore ripples.

Deadly, as his rapier bill

takes a dinner from the sea.

Beautiful cold eyed

predator of the shore.

Sally Lyon McMahon