Everything has a description out there. Being technically correct, that’s something different. You have to call a place / thing something for a reference.
Blood sucking mosquito heaven would be another good description. But that would be too vague for around here.
There is a small rookery nearby, but there is no way to get near for a clean photograph.
I usually don’t come here for those reasons, so I was pleasantly surprised to catch a nice Great Egret fly by.
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“Blood sucking mosquito heaven”–that doesn’t sound like too much fun. More like hell than heaven, it seems to me.