I walked by this old plantation statue, then had to stop and take a second look.
He is now green.

Not St. Patrick’s Day green.
Pollen green.
Welcome to the south.
Each spring people everywhere talk about the pollen in the air. Up north we did, down here is different though. We do complain, but we can point at anything outdoors too. It’s covered in green pollen.
Example below; an alligator sleeping and covered in the pollen that drifted on him.
Now that’s pollen !
This hawk was in our local swamp, in the usual area. However I thought he was very quiet. Red-shoulders are a noisy lot. Ellen found him in the tree line facing the open water.
I was able to walk a little and slightly change my angel before he left us.
Ellen watched where he had gone and it wasn’t that far down the trees. A few minutes later we again found him.
This side of the swamp is a common spot for them to find small lizards and frogs. At least two pair nest nearby most years.