While in England, I've discovered the poetic, downright strange bird that is the heron. I've always known about them, but I haven't really seen them. A friend pointed one out to me in a pond in Tyne and Wear and I was smitten, as I am by looking at this spare photo. They'll sit stock-still for hours, their "hair" askew, waiting for a fish to happen by -- and then spear it with their great beaks.
Monday, June 13, 2011
Hurrah for Herons
While in England, I've discovered the poetic, downright strange bird that is the heron. I've always known about them, but I haven't really seen them. A friend pointed one out to me in a pond in Tyne and Wear and I was smitten, as I am by looking at this spare photo. They'll sit stock-still for hours, their "hair" askew, waiting for a fish to happen by -- and then spear it with their great beaks.
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Perfect composition. It's like the heron knows exactly where and how to pose. Even the casual lifting of the right leg.
ReplyDeleteI was at Gimli last weekend and the Lake water looked just like that... exept no mangroves :(
I agree, Javi U. I really chose that photo b/c it is so balanced and beautiful and the starkness of it seems to bring out the apparent character of the heron. Lovely, severe creatures.
ReplyDeleteWhat an amazing photo...breathtaking!!
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