Just before we left Gamboula, the egrets came swooping in. I haven’t actually paid attention to see if it’s an actual migration routine, or if it’s just random, but we periodically get to see flocks of egrets in our front yard, walking along in their group, pecking at bugs like chickens, or flying around and perching in tall trees. They normally hang around cattle, maybe one or two egrets in the midst of, say, 20-30 head of cattle, so this occasional invasion by a whole flock is very fun to see.
Thank you, Lord, for the random gifts of your creation, the things that make us pause in awe and smile.
