Ingrid and I got back from Arizona early, early this morning.  We left Patagonia at 9:30; drove 90 minutes to Tuscon; flew to Phoenix; then to Boston; and then drove back to Maine.  Our heads hit the pillow about 3:00 am (and our Maine Coon Cats climbed all over us all night . . . they were lonely).

 After unpacking  . . . I naturally had to go get the Little Blue Heron being seen a couple towns over.