Musings: The lost heron

I took Molley out at 4 am and found a blue heron on the lawn opposite (just above the trace, which is still under construction), fly-hopping across the street into the park. He's got to be confused: Dude, where's the water -- not to mention the minnows? The draw's entire trench is still a naked gash, filled with open-top concrete sluice segments; I think the waters are still blocked at I-10. Once they finish and fill it all in and cover it with sod, that heron is going to be even more confused.