The continuing stories of a British family exiled (by choice) in the US and finding themselves in southern Maine.
Monday, June 3, 2019
Day 12.144: Marsh, wader
We didn't see much wildlife on our walk on Saturday afternoon. The hummingbird was a highlight, but when we reached the brook, the marsh was looking quite lush:
and there was a lone wader in the low-tide shallows:
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