From almost the first day we arrived here, there’s been an enormous waterbird stalking our pond — no doubt because we have an abundance of these:
Or should I say, we had an abundance. Daily visits to the smorgasbord have reduced the supply rather markedly.
He’s a Great Blue Heron. And he’s been driving me insane. I’ve gone sneaking down to the pond TONS of times with my camera… only to see him fly off the second I start down the porch steps.
But not this morning.
I didn’t even realize he was there when I went down to the pond, either. Walked down with the hound-dog, and was nearly on top of him before I saw him.
I backed away… slowly… quietly…. and went back up to the house for the camera. Came back down, then realized I didn’t have the card in. So I backed away again! Slowly…. quietly…..
I cannot believe I finally got away with this.
So who’s stalking whom, do you think?
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