The nest

The vegetation is very flat, dragged by the flow. This coot seemed very perplexed, shattered. I'm not sure if it has a nest, but they usually nest here. I remember a few years back, when the chicks were drifted, had to be rescued and had to spend the night in a cardboard box. The following morning there was a coot peeping loudly and obviously looking. The little chicks could be freed and find their parent.
There were no chicks this time. Not yet.

I have felt better today. I have had time to sweep the floor and getting some laundry done.