Generally I don’t like things on my car. This particular critter I could not bring myself to evict.
I saw out of the corner of my eye a bright white flash. The weather has been cold, but brilliantly clear. Looking over at the Jeep that graces my driveway I saw this particular character sunning itself on the soft top.
Having two different emotions I did the right thing, I grabbed the camera.
The Jeep is an older one, 9 model years old, and for the most part it sits under cover. The threads that hold the tan vinyl top together are aging and on the stress points, some of them have popped. The rain won’t get in the car and even if it did, it won’t be the first time. Mostly, Jeeps are built to be water resistant. Where a “Normal” car would short out in a rain storm with open windows, I’ve driven mine through a thunderstorm being saturated with the roof down. There were no bridges to hide under on that particular day after all.
There are no clouds today, or when I took this picture. The egret visited the roof of my Jeep today, and yesterday. Since it was a little warmer today, it decided that the front yard would be a better resting place, so it stayed under the tree in the front of the yard.
Some Florida homes have plastic pink flamingos. I have a white snowy egret that visits me in front. The back yard has its Bougainvilleas. In that back yard plant, the rock doves shelter there watch me with their beady little eyes screaming “MEH! MEH!”. I prefer the Egret. They’re silent and merely look regal instead of stupidly judging you with a MEH as they fly off.