Yesterday evening I opened the patio umbrellas shortly before our guests arrived. In doing so I disturbed the rest of a neighbor here at Goose Lake.
At first it made no movement, much like anyone else who has just been awakened and isn’t ready yet to accept reality. It remained on top of the umbrella with its eyes shut. Sandy was setting the table two feet below it until I invited her to join me at one side so she could look up and see our guest.
Finally, one wing extended. It turned its head and opened its eyes. I was reminded of a human, throwing out an arm to stretch and slowly looking around as sleep retreated. A second after I took this picture, it sped off and disappeared into the growing dusk.
Bat Awakening Whoa. Hey. What’s going on? This isn’t where I made my bed When I stopped here to rest at dawn. How did I get up here instead? I don’t like the looks of this. What a way to end a trip Those creatures ruined my peaceful bliss. I’m out of here. Gone. Zip. (c) 2022 David L. Harrison, all rights reserved