The calendar may say September, but this is the Texas coast, where hot days and nights often continue until October. Until the heat breaks, everyone does what they can to keep cool: some go to the beach; some seek out air conditioning; everyone whines, whether a little or a lot.
Even the creatures have their ways of coping, including this heron. I’d never seen one half-submerged in the water and feared it might have been injured, but when it raised itself on two apparently good legs, it seemed that wasn’t the case.
Finally, with a wild flailing of wings, it went back to the business at hand: a cooling bath in the pond.
After about ten minutes of splishing and splashing, he began plunging beneath the water’s surface.
Was he tempted by a fish or a crab? Beautifying his beak with a mud pack? Or just having fun? There’s no way to know, but whatever he was up to, it surely beat standing on the bank in the heat.