Just a dozen miles upriver from our place is a Great Blue Heron rookery. I've often seen herons there, but never really spent any time observing this concentrated nesting area until this year. I was at the rookery today, waiting for the sun to rise to watch the birds that have gathered there. It was well worth the wait.
This is the context of the rookery, with the Wind River Mountains in the background:
It was a perfect way to spend a morning.