Knock-kneed and hungry
Great blue heron
Despite the persistent cold and the non-stop ice, we have rarely been without Great Blue Herons for very long. I suspect that when they have vanished, they haven't gone far away—probably just to the coast to hang out in the ice-free stretches of the salt marshes. That's a mere 10 miles away, an easy flight for a remarkable bird. This morning, with the ice starting to disappear a bit in the trout pool of the local river, a Great Blue paid us a visit. It wasn't a social call, for the heron was clearly scouting out good fishing locations. It meant business, but the fish weren't cooperative, so the bird, clearly frustrated, soon flew down-river in search of a better spot. All anglers would commiserate.
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