Yesterday, we piled into the car and headed out to Fort Desoto. It is such a beautiful place to be, I often remark that when the time comes, I hope that my heaven will be like this (but maybe without all the snowbirds). Even with the extra people in the winter, you can still hike and play in the water and have the feeling of being alone. It's a great feeling to have in this land of concrete. But our mission yesterday was simple, Birds..Birds..Birds..and we were not disappointed. Our first sighting was this little female American Kestrel. I sometimes wish I was born with the ability to write, but I wasn't, so I can only say that she was pure beauty up on that wire signing her little song and scanning out over the land. Thank you, Big Guy for giving us this day and plenty more birds which I will share in the next few days (I have family and friends that have dial up, so I try to keep it short).