The test of an adventure is that when you are in the middle of it, you say to yourself, "Oh, now I've got myself into an awful mess; I wish I were sitting quietly at home." And the sign that something is wrong with you is when you sit quietly at home wishing you were out having lots of adventure. -Thornton Wilder

The nice thing about being confused is you get a chance to notice things a lot better than if you knew where you were going.

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.

Friday, September 2, 2011

A Flying Willet

Now that I know what he is, I just have to show more photos of him.
Plus I cannot resist the opportunity to have fun with his name.

 Willet to Houston, we have landed.

There may come more Willet posts. Be prepared just in case.


  1. LOL! thanks for the warning! he really is pretty with his wings spread!

  2. Beautiful's a lovely bird to see.

  3. Willit or Won't it?!

  4. wow, I love how you isolate and capture. these are spectacular photos John. and I love his name too. now cut it out.

  5. One giant step for all birdkind, one small step for a Willet.........sorry I couldn't resist......


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