The salt marsh may look calm and peaceful in the pre-dawn light, but there’s always some nasty business afoot that we humans aren’t privy to. These are good hunting grounds for coyotes, bobcats, weasels and bald eagles.
If the herons saw something last night, they’re keeping it to themselves.
The kingfisher is also mum. Or is he just more interested in this morning’s breakfast menu?
Surely the crows will talk. Whether in the woods or the marsh, they can always be depended on to spread the word if there’s a predator lurking in the vicinity. You can always get the latest buzz from crows.
But not this morning. If the crows are talking at all, it’s in a whisper for their ears only. It’s all hush-hush as the sun clears the horizon to announce the new day. What goes on at night in the marsh stays in the marsh.
It’s just as well. Today is enough of itself.
Text and photographs copyright Amy-Lynn Bell 2012