I finally got my butt off the chair around 4. I decided to head over to the marsh area at Kennekuk with my flowers-n-bugs lens. It was sunny, warm but not hot, generally a good time to go. The first marsh is as low as I think I've ever seen it. Very little bird life, by numbers or species, though quite a lot by total weight because the geese were having a convention at that first pond -- there were over 100 in that small area. One mystery bird on the beaver pond; looking at the book, I guess it was a juvenile green heron (that somebody decided is supposed to be called a green-backed heron this week, but I don't see the point). It was the size and configuration of a green heron but with a lot of white underneath, quite unlike an adult and even more than the book shows on a juvenile. But since it seems unlikely that I've discovered a new species, that's probably what it was. I took a lot of shots of flowers, with some efforts at composing artful shots, mostly just trying to capture the beauty of very small things, with little success; I need to both carry the tripod (which I sometimes do) and force myself to stop and use it (which I almost never do even when I carry the thing). The depth of focus is just too damn short. Butterflies seemed few until I got past the martin house, where there was a patch of flowers they liked. I took a bunch of shots of closeups of butterflies which should be great. I did not walk very far, but for some reason I felt tired and ready to go home anyway.