by Cynthia Light Brown
I'm vacationing on Bald Head Island, NC (a truly lovely
place). There's a golf course on the island, weaving between the maritime
forest here and ponds. At one pond there's always a large alligator, above.
Couple of days ago, there was a smaller one - about 4' long, swam out to the
center, and this guy swam after him and attacked. There was a ferocious
rolling....and then there was one. I didn't actually see it - arrived that
evening - but talked to a guy who saw it.
The alligators sometimes stroll on the greens, so maybe your
mc is out for a round of golf, and....
Or your mc is fishing...
Or in your picture book, an alligator waits perfectly still,
only his nostrils flaring.
Or how about this? Two friends:
This is a snowy egret and an
ibis, although it's hard to tell. Someone walked by and they both flew
off....to the same tree a hundred yards away.
Or put all 3 together for an interesting tale.
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