Somedays I would go into the woods hoping to see a spectacle of marsh birds only to find the trails almost silent. At first this was a disappointment, but now when the obvious doesn’t present itself I find I am far more attentive to the small wonders. They take some serious searching for at times, and then, like the dragon flies, are not always easy to capture. But there is something very cool about seeing these little wonders close up. I have renewed respect for their world after observing so many coming and goings.