Since our return on Saturday, I’ve been anxiously watching out for Mr. GBH to put in an appearance. I even asked Helen of ‘Tiny Lessons’ blog, if she could inquire of her Great Blue Heron whether he knew where his Boynton Beach cousin had disappeared off to. A few minutes ago, I heaved a huge sigh of relief as he flew down onto the grass on the other side of the pond. He offered no explanation for his absence, but all is forgiven anyway. I’m just so happy that Mr. A hadn’t gobbled him up whilst we were away.