“Maybe you can’t predict it, but you can still take a photo of it.”
I slowed down when we approached the pink poui in bloom. She is a beauty. As we drove past, Elizabeth asked what the big bird in the tree was. “What bird?” I asked. “Or is it a piece of stick?” she said. I reversed the car so we could get a better look. It was a Northern potoo, on its daytime perch. (And just to note that it’s not a patoo or owl, but a potoo.) I will always remember that day as the day we saw the potoo in the pink poui.
Weekly Photo Challenge – Unlikely