Despite the fact the owners of the little shopping center at Cross Creek trim the trees so hard each spring they resemble toothpicks, the egrets still find a way to build their nests. Look closely and you're see a pair of birds perched at the edge, each warming her clutch of eggs. I'm pretty sure there's at least one more somewhere in the (rebounding) canopy, ready to rain down bird poop (and fish guts! Yum!) on lucky visitors below.