A Pompositticut Patrol

My stint working the "graveyard" shift ended yesterday but my internal clock hasn't figured that out yet.  Therefore, while most folks were still sleeping on this beautiful Father's Day morning, my boat and I were launching into the Assabet River.  My objective was to visit a favorite locale and watch one of the last days of spring get underway.
Upon my arrival, I found the denizens of Pompositticut, including this heron, were already up and about...

 This red-winged blackbird was determined to get my attention...

and my musquash friend was bringing home some "take-out"...

These little ducklings were basking in some early morning sunlight...

Beavers have been busy trying to close off this portal...

At the conclusion of my visit, the day's modest trash haul of 19 had their moment in the sun.  They were joined by an unfortunate cell phone left behind by its owner...

The breakdown was: 12 recyclable containers (5 redeemable) and 7 pieces of miscellaneous rubbish such as styrofoam, a plastic bag, fishing line, and a couple of nip bottles.  My YTD total stands at 3212.  The cell phone was left at the Pompositticut Police Station.

Some very nice music accompanied me this morning including songs by Fred Neil, Enya, Mark Knopfler, and Gordon Lightfoot.  However, the most appropriate song lyric didn't emanate from my Shuffle listening device.  The Talking Heads could have best described this morning's visit to Pompositticut with their phrase "Same as it ever was".