I first noticed this cold, tired and hungry heron about 8:30 AM Friday. I checked on him periodically as his hunting vigil stretched on and on, wishing all the while I could offer him a pair of warm boots.
Around 10:30 AM, he perked up and made his move.
And was rewarded with something wiggly. If you click on the photo to enlarge it,
you’ll see the toothsome brunch he glommed onto.
Buon appetito, big guy. You’ve earned it.
Footnote–He was back this afternoon at 4:00 and was still there at 6:30, which is the last time there was sufficient light for me to distinguish his silhouette.
Photos © Carole Clement
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