Thanks, Keith. I go out just as the sun begins to hit the other side of the little river -- thinking "I've shot it all; I won't get anything this morning." Turns out I'm usually wrong. I walk about three quarters of a mile north, then turn around and walk back, and I always seem to find something that makes the walk worthwhile.
Going out at dawn, by the way, is essential down here. If you try to do it at any other time you either drown in the humidity or end up roasted well-done in the heat. But you're right. I'm incredibly lucky to be locked down in a place that has a little river. I'd love to get back to shooting people doing their things, as I'm sure you would too. Maybe next year.