I flushed my friend the Heron out three times from the bank as I walked around the beach cove on my way to the point. She would fly a few yards down the bank then tuck herself back into the brush and trees along the bank. The third time she took off arounded the point and disappeard behind the trees. I began to think the only way I would ever get a good photo op of this beauty would be to arrive early and park myself somewhere and let her come to me. As I rounded the corner on the back side of the point, I came face to face with a wild turkey. I followed him throught the woods and snapped a few pics before he took off. Just before his departure, I heard the unmistakable squack of a Great Blue Heron and caught sight of one with a fish in her mouth flyng low over the trees. Teasing me! I wished she knew I only wanted to take her picture, just wanted to capture that elegant beauty... Oh, well...I would stake out a quiet spot along the bank another day and hoped to catch sight of her again.
Finishing up my 3.5 mile route, I began to traverse the dam. A half mile from the far end I spotted a pair of Great Blue Herons flying along the far side of the lake. One landed in a tall pine about halfway to the dam but the other continued on. She landed on the bridge at the end of the dam just a pretty as, well, a picture! I was so far away but kept snapping the pictures and walking. I realized I didn't have my telephoto lens on. She waited while I changed lenses. I kept walking, slowly, carefully. Stopped and screwed on the monopod. She waited. I kept walking. Unbelievable. She waited. I snapped. What a beauty! What a gift!
Maybe she had heard my thoughts!
Time to go
My head was reeling with the splendor of the Blue Heron. I don't know why they stir me so but they are breathtakingly beautiful in my eyes. My heart was pounding and I was laughing out loud at the sheer joy of having had the opportunity to capture such beautiful shots of her. I glanced down the other side of the dam and caught this shy doe just before she darted back into the woods. What a morning!
Time to go
My head was reeling with the splendor of the Blue Heron. I don't know why they stir me so but they are breathtakingly beautiful in my eyes. My heart was pounding and I was laughing out loud at the sheer joy of having had the opportunity to capture such beautiful shots of her. I glanced down the other side of the dam and caught this shy doe just before she darted back into the woods. What a morning!
4 comments:
Somebody has been busy with the camera.
I've navigated to your blog several times but I guess your picture of the potted flowers was throwing me off. I didn't scroll down until today and can see that you have been posting all along.
Looks like you have found a new hobby!
Love to all JHB
Glad you finally got the heron. Not only did you get him on that great bridge but the ones of him flying are excellent.
Early morning is so nice for photography and wildlife viewing. I'm usually still in bed at that time though, so I just have to keep checking your blog to see what I'm missing. Great photos of the heron!
Looks like a good place to fish too..if the heron is there...well that says it all!
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