At last, a wet land next to my housing estate has been designated a park. 
It used to be a lake but with poor maintenance and God-given sunny weather, the lake was consumed by the invasive water hyacinth plants. These plants can take over any area with water and turn it into a wetland faster than Speedy Gonzales. The entrance is lined with date trees like soldiers on a parade,
and amazingly the security system is GEESE patrol. 
The painted storks have formed a colony here. 
So have the little herons, like this one hiding in the tree.
Life must be just as challenging too for herons as they ponder on a fence. Here's three (arrowed) musing about life.
And as always, man will leave his mark.
