Black-crowned Night-Heron in Bali Indonesia

Well that is not really true.  Ann was up early in the hotel and wrote this “I have left the perch atop the dining room and went to my original destination.  It is a deck overlooking the rice terraced rice-fields, across the tangled jungle ravine carved by the river. The sky is not yet fully bright and I can hear the full, constant roar of the river over the very loud sound of birds, frogs, chickens and distant village noises. The air is cool, damp, very still.  Two groups of egrets and another pair fly over to reach their favorite morning feeding location.  Although I know there are morning smells the natural lemon grass oil bugs spray on my arms dominates my nasal passages. As I look up to the sky through the palm trees I see there is ever so slight a breeze.
The touring is now done and they are resting for their early morning transfer back to the airport for the flight to