About a year ago, a great blue heron dropped into my back yard to feast in my pond. This morning, another did.
Well, it might have been the same one; I have no way of knowing. And, of course, I may have been visited many times in the past ten months without having seen.
Well, it might have been the same one; I have no way of knowing. And, of course, I may have been visited many times in the past ten months without having seen.
After taking a few pictures, watching quietly for a bit, and calling my girlfriend to tell her, I slowly tried to get a bit closer to the window. The heron got spooked, lept up, spread its huge wings, and flew away.
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