Big Blue
Friday morning at the pond. A Great Blue Heron fished at the deeper end. Suddenly he lifted out of the water and left, flying all tucked in and being harrassed by redwings. He disappeared, and as soon as he was out of sight they forgot him. Within thirty seconds he - or another - circled back over the reeds and landed back in the water.
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