I approached our irrigation pond from a different direction Saturday. This heron is almost always there, but generally leaves at about 150 yards, keeping his distance, never really trusting me despite all the times we see one another without threat. Something must have happened about four or five years ago, all the herons were much tamer then.
A most impressive bird, is he not! And a fine haiku as well!
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Thank you, Peter. I believe he is indeed lost in thought. Enlarged, you can see his chin resting on his neck — damn sure not in the fishing mode.
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Your photos are beautiful. I always enlarge them to see the wonderful detail.
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Thanks, Angeline. I enlarge before I post for folks like you, and me. Cooling down a little this next week thankfully.
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The enlarge version is beautiful. Great details and composition.
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I approached our irrigation pond from a different direction Saturday. This heron is almost always there, but generally leaves at about 150 yards, keeping his distance, never really trusting me despite all the times we see one another without threat. Something must have happened about four or five years ago, all the herons were much tamer then.
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My backyard birds don’t trust me either, but always ask for food when they see me in the kitchen. 🙂
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Love how you cropped to match the verse
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Luck, Richard, just stumbled on it after writing the haiku. I like it too.
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